My Future Wife Edita Vilkeviciute Can’t Seem To Keep Her Clothes On, Even in Vogue

 

Look, I’m not one to complain about supermodels flashing their funbags for the camera. But after Edita Vilkeviciute and I are betrothed and start straight away toward populating this planet with our half-hot genes, half-warm-beer-and-beef-jerky genes, I’m going to have to insist she quit exposing her hot self as she does in the March edition of Vogue Spain.

It’s not so much that I get jealous, I just really think the entire world does not need to see where I’m eating my peas and carrots. Even the perverted require some decorum. Enjoy.