This is quite thrilling to me. I had a dream the other night that I told Joanna Krupa, when she was ready to accept my sweaty paws into her special places, to get a heart shaped tattoo in the space just above her perfect booty crack. Now I awake to see that very perfect heart on the low backside of the sextastic Housewife tanning by her pool in both a low cut swimsuit and a bikini top and Daisy Dukes.
I have this sneaking suspicion that I might actually have to return to my dream if I want to collect on my arrangement. Doing so in real life might net me an actual punch to the throat. But just to be touched by Joanna might be worth the collapsed trachea. I’d do that deal. Enjoy.