CHECK OUT THE NIP-SLIPPING, ASSTASTIC WONDERMENTS
I went to St. Tropez once, once. I was looked at like a cheap, slummy, outsider, which, granted, I was pretty much guilty of across the board. Had I arrived by yacht with petite hot Cannuckian sk8ter girl Avril Lavigne in a bikini to my aft, flashing all kinds of bare nipple, I bet I wouldn't have been so summarily judged by the good and gracious peoples of France.
I'm an unabashed liker of Avril Lavigne. I've always liked her. Even through her post-20-something-still-maturing phase, her bad boyfriend and husband phases, her stupid tattoos and her Casio-keyboard bubblegum music, I still just have a thing for Avril. I can't help it. And these wardrobe malfunctioning bikini pictures of the mirthful mini-singer just aren't going to do anything to reverse that deep-seeded emoticon of lust. Much like I hope that someday, the citizens of St. Tropez will embrace me, so too do I hope someday to embrace Avril Lavigne, only, you know, nekkid. Enjoy.
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Avril Lavigne Asstastic Highlights Day 2 of An Awesome Bikini Yacht Vacation
It's hard to explain why men love women's junkside so much. I've seen the psychological studies, I've read the anthropological reports, but, blah, that's all science and reason and hardly worth our concern. Butts are hot. And sexy celebrity butts are even hotter. So blessed be on Day 2 of the Avril Lavigne bikini vacation aboard the S.S. Hottie that the Cannuckian pop princess didn't flash utterly delightful views of her bikini clad derriere, including some impromptu bottom adjustment and butt crack visuals. I don't need science to tell me how happy and tingly this made me feel.
Avril Lavigne nipples slips yesterday, Avril Lavigne butt-cleavage and asstastic today. Now, this is some bikini yacht vacation. Enjoy.