Poor
Peter Andre - he's had his
Christmas surprise spoiled, because wife
Jordan has blabbed to Reveal magazine exactly what will be under the sweaty Auzzie-Grecian's tree come December 25.
Surprise, surprise, she's getting a new set of tits for Peter to play with - as after three children she finds that she's sitting on her hooters and trapping them in doors. Obviously it's a delicate and personal operation, so she's telling the world.
"I want them perked up and made smaller," so maybe just the size of John Merrick's head then. "They'll still be big, but not as big and I'm going to go for the fake, American-style boob job. I really love that." Oh, that classy fake-style. I think we all love that, Jordan.
Jordan has ruled out any facial surgery, because people who have it done in earlier life tend to look "weird" when they get older. Whereas a woman with a pair of space-hoppers under her jumper and stretch marks up to her neck will look just charming in her sixties.
Peter will be distraught. He wanted a Scalextric.