Honestly, if faced with a hot poker rammed up the urethra vs. sitting and watching Kim and Kourtney Take Miami, I'm flipping a coin to make that close call. The Kardashians are like that pervasive smell in the neighborhood after a frightened skunk has jettisoned its musk and the aroma pervades every sense, omnipresent, filling your pores from all directions and just making you reflexively shudder and want to move on past. Well, like that stank plus $60 million in cash annually.
Yet, through the putridity of the Kardashian mafia every now and then appears a beacon of exhibitionist fun, such as today when Kourtney Kardashian had a wind gust (or was it Kris conjuring up her demon spirit winds) lift up her skirt on a balcony in Miami, revealing her thong and bare-arse cheeks for all the onlookers in the South Beach area.
Now, some of you find Kourtney to be the best looking Kardashian, and perhaps the least annoying, if one were forced to rank the various sub-demons and fallen angels by rankness. So, for all of you, have a gander up Kourtney's skirt and have a breath of fresh air. Enjoy.