Rob Kardashian used sister Kim’s sex tape as ammo!

Rob and Kim Kardashian

The other day, I was watching Fashion Police because I love Joan Rivers and desperately want to spite Lady Gaga, when an ad came on for an episode of one of those Kardashian shows. I can’t remember which one … I think something like Kim and K. Rool Take Ketamine, or Khloe Takes Kourtanee Behind a K-Mart or some sh!t like that. Anyway, I know it was only a thirty second clip, but it really does look like just the very worst of what America has become. On the new episode, Rob Kardashian tries to get Kim Kardashian to hook him up with Kanye West for a collaboration, and when she refuses, he says that she’s only famous for a sex tape and oh my God I want everyone involved in this story to die of Cholera. Oops, sorry, I mean Kholera. RadarOnline reports …

Rob’s frustration with the split, as well as Kim’s boyfriend Kanye passing on doing him a favor, left him in a frenzy, as Kim revealed he texted her saying, “I hope your sex tape haunts you for the rest of your life, and I’m going to publicly bash you and Kanye.” Later, a kinder, gentler Rob called Kim and told her he wanted to apologize. “Obviously the things I said to you in the text message, I was just being mean,” the 25-year-old told Kim, who responded in saying, “I appreciate you being mature and calling me instead of dragging this fight out.”

Kim speculated on her her brother’s mood-swings, saying, “I don’t know who he is hanging out with, but I feel like it’s not him. He has so much going on and he is depressed.”

Rob later collected himself and showed up for the launch of his sock line at Neiman Marcus. “I need to focus on me,” he said. “That’s all I wanna be about.”

First off: Ooooh, a sock line! Reach for the stars, Rob! Second, I like how even he admits his family is only famous because Kim made a sex tape. That family is beginning to reach the singularity, and it’s really only a matter of time before the entire thing explodes, and everyone just stops talking to each other and start suing each other like the petty, useless little turds they are. It’ll be magical.

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