Excuse me while I jump for joy. Not jumping so much as sipping on an organic something or other and ogling most decidedly at the hot bikini body of our Grecian goddess, Maria Menounos, in her annual New Year’s trek to somewhere warm and clothes removing. This year, Cabo, where our telescopic lensed boys caught her from the distant tree lines, flashing her sweet bikini boobtastic and that killer shapeless wooty of hers that puts every other entertainment TV show to shame.
Maria Menounos remains one of the top contenders on ladies I’d most like to make between seven and seventeen babies with in very short order. I’m not sure Maria’s down with that same plan, but I sure hope she at least takes it into consideration. I’m pretty sure I can provide what’s needed on my end, but I’m aware she may not want to take the down time from work. I’m a modern kind of guy. With a very old-fashioned type of feelings for Maria. The kind that have been around since the dawn of man. Enjoy.