Scarlett Johansson has absolutely nothing to be ashamed of in regard to her nekkid self-photos, purportedly leaked this week across the Internet, and, now, quite quickly, being removed from the Internet one monstrous billable legal hour at a time. Okay, maybe she can blush a little for keeping nekkid photos of herself on her cellphone, while I was wise enough to delete all my personal furry cosplay cake shots months and months ago, but, well, thank goodness for little mental lapses.
Scarlett Johansson is hot. She's made a boat load of dough from being sexy. The fact that she prefers to hide her full hotness from her adoring and ogling public, well, that's a personal decision we can respect, while, of course, still begging her to change her mind with every fiber of our being. Sometimes, we wish all celebrities would be a bit more like Rihanna, and own their sexuality, and related drunken lusty mistakes therein, you know, like a strong, grown-up woman, but this doesn't mean for one second we won't be drooling into a lust puddle at Scarlett Johansson when we see her as Black Widow in The Avengers. We most assuredly will.
Now, Scarlett, we're sending you a smartphone with 8 Megapixel capacity in the mail, you know, on the off chance you get nekkid and snappy once more....
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Scarlett Johansson Detours to Milan on Her Road to Hottieville Recovery
It's been a long couple weeks for Scarlett Johansson, I mean, long awesome weeks for the ogling community with views of her topless cellphone pictures, but I suppose longer weeks for her wondering why she ever snapped nekkid type photos of herself to send to whoever she sent them to for whatever reason, ah, to be young and in love, and hitting the 'sext' button on your PDA until quenched.
However, hotness never lingers, and Scarlett took her clothed sextastic-self to Milan, where all the super looking women of the world have gathered the past several days in a communal pool of lust-inducement to pimp fashion, while men stand to the side and wonder why clothes exist for ladies in the first place. Life can be so confusing at times. Personally, I recommend for Scarlett a new non-Sean Penn boyfriend shtupping and the new 8-megapixel Samsung cell cams, you know, just in case she ever wants to get all Ansel Adams again. Enjoy.