
Danielle Lloyd’s Neck Is Long Over Jew
DANIELLE Lloyd has had a new tattoo inked (etched?) down the nape of her orangey-brown neck.
This is “Dani’s Posh new tattoo,” says the Star.
For those of you reading Danielle from the rear, the tattoo spells: “Only god can judge me.”
It’s in Hebrew, just like Her Poshness’s ink.
Which all means that should a nice yiddisher boy take to studying Danielle on a sun lounger, he can wonder if god looks anything like this mother…
Posted: 9th, September 2008 | In: Celebrities, Danielle Lloyd, Posh and Becks, Tabloids Comments (22) | Follow the Comments on our RSS feed: RSS 2.0 | TrackBack | Permalink
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September 10th, 2008 at 2:12 pm
I’m with TRS - it looks like a zip.
shame she hasn’t got one tattooed over her mouth….
September 9th, 2008 at 8:51 pm
coco 10:00 am
You should have worn knickers
September 9th, 2008 at 6:25 pm
….and so might some scholars of the bible,or believers in the good book….and scousers.
September 9th, 2008 at 6:15 pm
…..though the chemical industry may feel it’s being slandered by association…
September 9th, 2008 at 6:13 pm
Well, the last one is too accurate to count…
September 9th, 2008 at 6:01 pm
I reckon it’s ‘may contain traces of nuts’ or, and even better, ‘marine pollutant’
September 9th, 2008 at 5:02 pm
There seems to be some doubt as to the precise meaning; I have a small bet on it reading
‘This Way Up’…
September 9th, 2008 at 4:53 pm
Hopefully, jolly old Yahweh - that’s the scary Old Testament God, for those of us who enjoy a good divorce - will take one look at her when she finally pops her clogs and do the right thing…
“Turn around there, my child.”
“What for Lord.? Do you want to see my tattoo? It’s about you, you know.”
“No, dear. I have a bet on with the seraphim as to how far I can kick you. I reckon I can get you as far as the Crab Nebula, but that’s reliant upon a good clean kick in the keister. Don’t flinch now.”
September 9th, 2008 at 2:56 pm
“Only God can judge me”, does that go for just you or everyone? Oh what a world we live in, eh. Maybe you should have thought about your tatoo a little longer, than maybe you’d come up with something like “Do unto others, etc——-
September 9th, 2008 at 2:46 pm
this tattoo sais nothing.
that is so disappointing.
i think she wanted to say “only god can juged me” but it’s not in hebrew, she just used hebrew letters for it (in a very wrong way)….
she should have written it like this:
רק אלוהים יכול לשפוט אותי
or if she ensists on writting it in English words-
אונלי גוד קן ג’אדג’ מי
September 9th, 2008 at 2:15 pm
Thanks for the lesson in scouse hebrew Sierra…If I may say….Dani seems more like a mersey girl than a messiah, although maybe she has seen the light and been baptized by the Banks of the Jordan.
September 9th, 2008 at 11:59 am
The funny thing is, it’s NOT biblical anything. It’s literally “Only god can judge me”, only in Hebrew letters.
It’s not even the translation of “Only god can judge me” from English to Hebrew. It reads exactly the same!
The translation should read something like- רק אלוהים יכול לשפוט אותי.
Just so you’d know.
September 9th, 2008 at 11:51 am
Now I know why the paps take so many pictures of Danielles arse…its a sign of things to come.
September 9th, 2008 at 11:48 am
…so maybe the tattoe says….
“Thou shalt eat shit”….?
September 9th, 2008 at 11:32 am
Nope Percy, it’s more like…
Sir Joseph William Bazalgette (28 March 1819 – 15 March 1891) discovers and perfects a means of pumping the shit OUT of England.
Peter Bazalgette (born on 22 May 1953) - great-great grandson of the above and chairman of Endemol UK and producer of Big Brother - discovers and perfects a means of pumping the shit straight back IN. I refer back to the virus with shoes argument.
September 9th, 2008 at 11:03 am
magnetite…..did Danielle give you the clap or something?..maybe that tattoo is a health warning written in biblical scouse to future suitors saying
“Thou shalt not eat pig”
September 9th, 2008 at 10:54 am
…and that’s how I hope it had been. The internally drawn tableau of Miriam Margolyes battering the life out of some talentless clown from reality (yeah, like reality isn’t horrifying wnough without BB winners polluting our collective consciousness) TV ‘winner’ keeps me going in the face of human existence. Bill Hicks was right when he called us all “…a virus with shoes…”
September 9th, 2008 at 10:21 am
Hello there Danielle…You don’t know me, but I am your tattooist. I have since changed my name and moved - both physically and into a new line of work. I will be harder to find than Harry Lime in a disguise. Don’t bother looking for me.
You know that tattoo you asked me to put on the back of your neck - the one that holds your empty fame-obsessed head up off your over-exposed paps?
Well, I hate to admit this but as best as I could manage it says phonetically, in Hebrew, “Arbeit Macht Frei”
Enjoy your lifetime of kickings, you dimwit. You deserve every single f**king one of them.
[DISCLAIMER: Not anti-semitic, just anti f**kwit - now and until the end of time]
September 9th, 2008 at 10:00 am
I sat on a plastic chair at a party one night and somebody had drawn on it in felt tip!
It said something stupid like SARAH AND NICK backwards with a love-heart idrawn through the middle. I had to scrub it off with Swarfega for three days. lol
September 9th, 2008 at 9:57 am
That tatttoo is not written in Hebrew, it is written in biblical scouse and has not yet been deciphered..
September 9th, 2008 at 9:47 am
Aaaaah! I can’t get the anti-tattoo anti-idiot machine started. It just keeps chugging over then spluttering out. Need more 9am Southern Comfort for fuel. Hang on a tick while I find a funnel. Be right back.
September 9th, 2008 at 9:40 am
From any distance that will look more like a zip.