Robbed by a one-legged woman

Can you believe that Paul McCartney, who's worth over $1.5 billion, married his one-legged wife, Paul McCartney's One-Legged Wife (heretofore, PMOLW), and didn't even have the bitch sign a pre-nup?

Now he's pissed the papers are speculating about her motives.

"It's been suggested that she married me for the money and there is not an ounce of truth in this," he said in the statement.

"She is a very generous person who spends most of her time trying to help others in greater need than herself," he said.

He should be pissed at himself for even putting himself out there like that in the first place. You know handicapped people aren't right in the head. Word to Samuel L. Jackson's character in M. Night Shyamalan's Unbreakable, which is underrated.

And I have a feeling he won't be going around talking this "she's so generous" nonsense when her crazy ass hobbles off with like $800 million basically for nothing. I mean, it's not like this tramp wrote "Yesterday." She probably wasn't even born yet.

Here's the thing: Paul McCartney really is about as sentimental as you'd expect the guy that wrote motherfucking "Jet" would be. Supposedly, he never spent a day without his first wife, from the day they were married until the day she died of cancer back in the late '90s.

I always found it rather suspicious that he fell in with PMOLW so soon thereafter. Now it's obvious this one-legged gold digger probably saw his ass coming from a mile away. Damn.