Guess What Savage Promised Naked Selfies Until She Dies?

I feel like I'm shopping for a house, and my realtor keeps bringing me back to see the same property. 

According to the NY Post, Kim Kardashian has promised, "Naked selfies, until I die."

Apparently, this startling revelation came on stage while accepting her "Break the Internet" award at something called the Webby's.

It's fine and all that you are hot, you love attention, and love to be naked, but what is left to see? At some point it becomes an exercise in eye rolling and a bunch of yeah, yeah, yeah.

I have seen your naked bosoms, I have seen your rear-end, and while it's all very nice, you are out of things to show me. Unless this woman goes in for some very inventive plastic surgery, and has a third breast or butt cheek installed, I've seen it.

I mean, I am really trying to simplify it. I don't imagine Kim Kardashian would ever read my stupid blog, but on the off-chance it ever found its way to her, I want to say it in a fashion that this dumpster can understand. We are over it. Done. Finished. Thank you for the show, dummy.