I would go into any season with Mellisa Clarke. Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall, all she has to do is not call the police, and I’ll be there standing outside her flat singing horrible love songs and begging her to come to the window. I’m a pretty weak stalker as far as these things go. I should’ve stayed in school.
And, yet, I do know well what I lust, which would be Mellisa Clarke in a tiny bikini that doesn’t stay on for long. I’d be green with envy, but once the green bikini goes away, I’m mostly blue with other more sensitive feelings. But happy still. For it’s Friday, and on this blessed day we celebrate all that is natural or not, small or large, but ever comforting in both form and function. Thank God It’s Funbags!
(Be sure to check out a ton more Mellisa Clarke on her official site.)