
And if she actually did, then her new fiance's comments are all the more disturbing.
For any young woman with common sense, I imagine that living in the Playboy Mansion is something akin to a House of Horrors. I bet it smells like Cream of Wheat, dying flowers and Astroglide in there.
Somehow, I think Hank Baskett is going to regret this one. You can't make them into housewives, bruh.
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