Whoa, baby. When the gloriously glamorous Sophie Reade decides to swing her udders unencumbered by undergarments, my very world begins to shake and shudder. That actually might be me, not my world, but you get the point. Her fabulously ripe melons are a true thing of beauty in the new Nuts magazine, the two bookends to what I envision as the most delightful 'me' sandwich ever constructed.
We've collectively made it to the end of the first full week of the new year. That wasn't so bad was it? While this weekend promises to be filled with football, for for some of us, using our own urine to escape becoming part of the frozen landscape like a wooly mammoth stuck in time, Today, we are celebrating with some of the finest motorboating dreamliners on the planet. Bless you, Sophie Reade. Thank God It's Funbags!