Yes, still alleged. Like allegedly I may have slept with the Assistant Dean's daughter in college (not much of a looker I might add, but strong haunches, she played field hockey) or allegedly, eating at McDonald's everyday will make you look like Chaz Bono. But, on today's episode of alleged Ashton Kutcher mistresses (and that is such a kind name for one-night of drunken boot-knocking, but such is polite culture) we take a look at the newly-nosed-and-boob-jobbed Brittney Jones, of last year's Kutcher she-banging fame, vs, Sara Leal, the new 'other lady' on the scene, purportedly locked in a hotel room with lawyers counting her financial chickens about to hatch.
I have to give bonus points to Brittney's new funbags, and, at the same time, Sara Leal playing beer bong and flashing her flesh puppies -- wow, this is a true battle. I guess in the end the winner is Ashton Kutcher, because even those these ladies-on-the-side have seem to have cost him his marriage with the cougariffic Demi Moore, well, let's face it, these two girls are likely just the tip of the tip dipping iceberg, throw in Two and a Half Men megamillions, and the Kutch is on the uptick. Enjoy.