My, my – what do we have here? Anna Paquin in a cute little dress sliced open to her navel and no bra. She recently came out in some kind of public service announcement and said she is bisexual. As a man (yeah, baby), I am obligated to think about that with a vapid smile on my face while staring up at the heavens and thinking… dirty thoughts. She is shown here with her toolbelt boyfriend, but he really isn’t a tool is he? He dates Anna Paquin, and she gets it on with girls. This means he can tool around in all these photos and wink and me and say: you can only dream of this, my girlfriend is bi and a 3-way even if it hasn’t happened or isn’t happening may happen, which is more than you can say so stuff it. I would say back… awesome, can you send me some pics?

Somehow, it is much more thrilling to find pokies on a babe who is generally sort of demure and reserved and not prone to running around braless. I mean, a pornstar with perfect boobs an nips that would poke an eye out makes for a great subject to stare at, don’t get me wrong. As my grandpappy was fond of saying, boobies is boobies. But take a girl like Reese Witherspoon for instance. Not exactly a slutbag, or an exhibitionist. Pokies on Reese, ooh what a thrill.

Much like Tom Cruise, I fell in love with Nicole Kidman the first time I saw her on screen in that boat movie where she kills that one dude. You know the one I’m talking about. Apparently Cruise saw her in that movie and sent one of his minions for her and signed her into the racecar movie he did. Then he married her. Then he divorced her. Personally, I would’ve avoided divorcing her, since she looks hot, is skinny, rich, walks around braless, and has that awesome Australian accent.

Yeah, it’s been awhile since I posted. Sue me. You get what you pay for, lol. I’ve been busy pedaling my perversion on other internets. So anyway, Lily Allen has me all confused. First of all, there’s the whole sexy referee thing. Ref’s ain’t supposed to b sexy. So she needs to cut it out before she causes a short circuit in my brain. If the next time I watch a football game I start thinking about heavy eye makeup and stockings and garters, we’re gonna have a real problem. And then there’s the laws of physics. Does she have that suit glued to her boobs? How does it keep from popping open, how do they keep from dropping out?