There's not a single day of the week I don't imagine Emma Frain and I being stranded on a desert island, with no food, shelter, or sustenance of any kind save the fruits of our passion and unquenchable lust. Of course, at some point, Emma will get kind of pissed that I don't know how to build shelter or find any food, and cut me off from the passion fruit bit, but those first few minutes after being shipwrecked, oh, they will be glorious.
To celebrate Friday, the pinnacle of the week, we look at Emma, one of the finest looking women on this planet, removing her floral bikini as she would shortly after that shipwreck I keep imagining. May it never ever go back on. Thank God It's Funbags!
(For much more of the crazy hot Emma Frain, check out her official site at Emma-Frain.co.uk)
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Thank God It’s Funbags! Emma Frain Topless Summer Time Beachy Wonderments
Each week I say we made it to blessed Friday, and I don't make that pronouncement lightly. It's a haul these weeks, joyous, glorious, often pain in the ass hauls. So when we get to Friday afternoons, it's time to take a break, consume at least as many frosty beverages to equal the number of years you were when you finally graduated kindergarten, and have a little 'me' time. You've earned it.
And given our onward march toward warmer weather and the summer months, why not celebrate all things gloriously plump and juice and perfect in the bodacious ta-ta department with Emma Frain, one of the single hottest females on this planet, imho. Emma certainly knows how to make the beach look more amazing than Mother Nature herself could unfold, albeit, Mother Nature also made Emma Frain so I guess she wins.
I actually now insist you do things I would not do this weekend. Write it all down on a notecard. Then burn it. That kind of fun. Thank God It's Funbags!