CelebrityFIST!

And so as we leave Thanksgiving to our memories (and stomachs) we see that dreaded season coming.

Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa/Winter Soltice?  No no no.  There’s nothing wrong with those.

Oh no, I’m talking about “Holiday Shopping Season”.  That wonderful time of year when millions of people jam the stores and malls, get pissed off, sometimes beat the shit out each other for some ‘gift’ for a person they normally don’t even look at (much less talk to) who will then place said ‘gift’ into a closet, forgotten.  All in the meantime, they will attempt to donate pocket change in “the spirit of giving” so that they won’t feel that pang of guilt buying things they don’t possibly need for themselves (which is the normal thing done nowadays).

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Bitter?  Oh a tad.

Feh.  I was once asked how much should you donate to charity.  I told them (cynically) whatever you can spare because its never enough.  And it isn’t.  [Full disclosure:  I donate to charity a pitiful 1% of my pretax income; so I’m just as guilty as the next numbskull.]  Blech.  This post is fucked.  Which just is another thing was can say George Michael buggered.

NOTE: The post goes downhill from here

(Not that the Spanish were any better but while the Anglo-Saxons chased the Native Americans to near-oblivion; the Spanish did it different - they fucked them into oblivion.  Kinda hard to make a holiday outta that I suppose.  )

Anyway, tomorrow I will nevertheless give thanks and gorge on enough food to feed a small African village.  Therefore I won’t be ‘here’ most of the day.  Also I have to get up early tomorrow to help my mother fix the sides.  So without any further ado I give a pointless series of links, pics, etc.  Enjoy (maybe). 

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As everyone knows, it used to be that the cleavage was where it was at.  If a woman had cleavage, she had our attention.  Now, thanks to push-up bras, tight shirts, etc; the cleavage is - dare I say (dare! dare!) passe.  True, it can still titillate men but now that it tends to be everywhere, it really is heard to get our attention with cleavage alone.

Enter, the ‘underboob’.

The underboob allows women to prove that what we see is what we get.  Add to the fact that underboob also tends to be midriff-baring; it adds that extra umph when parading around (and lets face it, if you have underboob - you ARE showing off).  There have been on two occasions where I’ve seen the underboob in public and both times were truly a sight to behold.

So with that in mind; I’d like to salute the Underboob.  God’s answer to the Wonderbra!

This post is sponsored by the Underboob Supporters of America. (more…)

Well it took long enough but were at the end of the VS Show and we end with Miranda Kerr.  Appropriate since she started this run with those pics I accidentally got.  By the way, these are really big also and quite plentiful (everyone does seem to love Miranda).  So enjoy after the jump! (more…)

“All you need is Love, Love / Love is all you need…”

Do I bother with the obligatory “She can bring the ’swane’ and I’ll bring the ‘poel’” joke?

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Is that even a joke?

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Look, I’m sober and it’s a Tuesday night.  What do you expect me to do?  Oh, get a beer?  Sounds like a plan, BRB!!

I’ll just take a breast and a thigh to go please…

Sometimes, I’m just left speechless.

Okay I have NO idea who this is.  She doesn’t show up on my ‘cock radar’ (translation:  I haven’t fapped to her before) but she obviously has all the right … ’skills’ for being a supermodel.  Though it does look she’s holding on to dear life to her wings (maybe she was afraid an errant hurricane was rolling through).  Fortunately, brains have never been a requirement to being a model though.

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Real sturdy knees are, though. 

Heidi Klum made a comeback of sorts to the runway by walking in this show.  She looks good (not great - but were talking ’supermodel’ standards here).  Hell, she looks better than 90% right now - throw in the fact she’s popped out quite a few kids.  All the more impressive.

Honestly though I’m not sure what the deal is with her outfit.  She’s either supposed to look like she’s walking among the clouds … or she has two French poodles humping her leg.

Could go either way.

Okay continuing where I left off last night.

Let’s start with a little Counting Crows Doutzen Kroes.  What?  Like you didn’t think of that as well? (more…)

Part II - Alessandra Ambrosio.  Sorry not as many pics of her but huge ones (pics that is) nevertheless. (more…)