If only Paris Hilton could be a sophisticated glamour puss like her Great Grand Ma Ma Zsa Zsa. This is about as close as we will ever see her get to that end.
Is it possible that Zsa Zsa is one of the undead? Like maybe Zsa Zsa is some voodoo queen and she jumps from body to body like some sort of voodoo queen body jumper. Maybe right now at this very moment Zsa Zsa chants spells from within a pentagram chalked out on her bedroom floor. Raving like a madwoman with thunder and lightening going off in the background and her hair wildly blowing around from a burst of wind that just blew the shutters open with more thunder and lightening and a close-up of her mouth cackling out incantations.
Finally we find out that Paris Hilton was actually conceived for this purpose in some sort of sick Satanic orgy with Zsa Zsa’s coven of weird undead voodoo queen body jumper witches.
We'll have split screen moments where we go back and forth between Zsa Zsa and her wild hair blowing and cackling to a scene of Paris suddenly having sharp pains while headlining the launch of her new fragrance at some Las Vegas casino packed with party people. Zsa Zsa cackling and Paris falling to the ground in convulsions in front of everyone. Then a swapping of the soul occurs and Paris finds herself trapped in the 90 year old withered body of Zsa Zsa and Zsa Zsa miraculously picks herself up off the floor and says, “Soddy Dahlinks” and resumes hosting the casino opening in her new Paris suit.
Somebody really should be writing all this down.