Paris Hilton gets more mileage out of “Firecrotch”

A Defamer operative had a chance encounter with The Character That Paris Hilton Plays in Malibu this weekend that suggests that the Firecrotch Feud is still very much in play.

6 p.m., Saturday, July 15: I’m in the pet store in the Malibu Country Mart, shopping for dog toys, when a large group of people enters and heads over to look at the $2,000 puppies. They’re making so much noise, and they sound so self-entitled, that they can only be the posse of a famous person. Not wanting to out myself as Someone Who’s Actually Excited to See a Famous Person, I don’t look that closely, so I’m not immediately sure who it is. Then a cell phone rings from the territory they’ve occupied, and it’s turned up so loud that it has to belong to the Famous Person and not a mere member of the entourage. I turn and look, and six feet away is Paris Hilton, in a white dress, white shoes and white-frame bug-eye shades, looking at the Caller ID on her cell.

She looks annoyed at her phone. “It’s Firecrotch,” she says, and pushes the button to send the call to voicemail.

“I can’t believe she’s calling you,” says Sycophantic Entourage Member no. 1.

“I know,” chimes in S.E.M. no. 2. S.E.M. nos. 3 through 6 all agree.

There is a brief pause while they turn back to the puppies. I select a dog toy and stand in line to pay. I notice Paris’ bodyguard, who is standing a few feet away, and a single paparazzo, who is standing just outside the store taking pictures.

The phone rings again. Paris looks at it again. “It’s Firecrotch AGAIN,” she says, and again sends the call to voicemail. “I can’t believe she keeps calling me. What a bitch.”

Source: Defamer.com