He she is, doing her best Marissa Miller impression.
Never seeming to provide the same look twice, Elsa is like some kind of sexy, lingerie-modeling chameleon/milkmaid hybrid that escaped from a lab in Stockholm, only to be caged by Victoria and used as a test subject in her Secret labs.
Okay, so maybe the rapture really did happen. ‘Cause seriously, this could not happen in a world blessed by a loving god…. Continue Reading
The eternal struggle between social sensitivity and boobies continues…. Continue Reading
She keeps her built-in cellphone charger under her skirt this time, but Machete‘s unheralded MVP is back to deliver all the drug-addicted prostitution action you can handle. (If you’re me, that’s a lot. FYI.)… Continue Reading
Judging by Steve’s wardrobe choices, he’s also an international spy. Or a cat burglar. Or French, which brings us right back around to “pervert”…. Continue Reading
Everyone here who would rather see an actual shot-by-shot remake of
The only way I’d dump her is if She Don’t Like Jews. Because first and foremost, my penis is a humanitarian…. Continue Reading
What must be wrong with someone, that she can be this fine and still have the kind of hobby that even birthday clowns find creepy?… Continue Reading
Are you lonely? Sexually frustrated? Has life let you down? Are you at the point where you can see yourself fucking a Pringles can full of cleaning supplies? If so, then here’s a photographic walkthrough for constructing your own disembodied vagina…. Continue Reading
Probably more long-term profit potential in this than Arkansas’ “Tour of Random Animals Killed By Demon Sorcery.”… Continue Reading