That's the word on the street. You'll all recall how the paparazzi caught Kathryn on a TTC bus a-la-Britney (sans shorts, we mean, but still with a full head of hair and apparently not in post-partum flabulousness (or not, yet, ahem)) -- word is she maybe possibly picked up "the coots," as a source close to Kathryn call it, from the seat. Or maybe from kissing a boy. Or from letting a boy play skipping at recess because she felt sorry for him. Those are but three of the known methods of cootie transmission Le Kat has been seen indulging in.
Apparently the Corp has already given each of her individual cooties names. Her favourite is "George," according to our sources.
Circle, circle, dot, dot and etc. etc.
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malakooties!
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