Ray J To Blame For Kardashian Wedding Hype

Kim Kardashian and Ray J taking a break from sex to swap spit during KIM KARDASHIAN, SUPERSTAR

Ex-boyfriend Ray J texts bride Kim Kardashian during her wedding weekend to solicit thanks for the whole affair.

If you’re looking for any type of wedding coverage from me on Kim Kardashian’s wedding over the weekend, you’re not going to get it. As far I’m concerned, there’s really no difference between this and your slutty attention whore friend Sarah getting married, except, in this one, the bride has a bigger ass, a nicer rack, and there’s more product placement.

However, I’m more than happy to bring you up to speed on some of the more ridiculous happenings that went on around the perimeter of the wedding. That’s where the good stuff goes down… because how interesting can anything E! cameras catch for a reality special truly be?

And that brings me to the person responsible for this whole thing which I’m trying my best to denigrate, because the wedding of someone with no discernible talent who’s famous just for being famous shouldn’t be this big a deal.

So thanks a lot, Ray J… since you want to take some level of credit for this debacle. That means you get the lion’s share of the blame, too. Yeah, it was nice of you to bring Kim Kardashian’s ass into the spotlight for all of us to gawk at (it’s the physics of that thing we’re really fascinated by), but you don’t get any thanks, even if you think you deserve it, for all the efforts to convince me that Kim Kardashian getting married is important.

According to Radar Online, Brandy’s brother shot a text over to the bride-to-be over the weekend, saying, “And to think you really have me to thank for all this ;-).” Well, at least he added a winking smiley face at the end of it to make it all better.

Of course Ray J is referring to the sudden interest in Kim Kardashian, following their sex tape back in 2007, because let’s face it… without it, no one would have any idea who Kim Kardashian is today, proving that if Ray J pees on it, it turns to gold. (Get it? Gold… golden showers… I crack myself up.)