bill-swift - December 10, 2013
When they find me passed out in Amy Adams panties drawer, I don't want any of you to say you didn't see it coming. Don't be that neighbor or coworker who acts all shocked when they hear odd news about somebody they thought they knew. I'm telling you now, I have a crazy lust crush on Amy Adams. I want you to tell reporters you totally expected this and surprised I wasn't hauled away with a mouth full of her undergarments sooner.
The coquettishly hot Amy Adams sparkled (I know that's a girly term) on the red carpet for American Hustle in what I'm sure is some quite expensive fancy designer dress that all I could think about was ripping from her sweet female form and declaring one million years of manly evolutionary desire to give her several babies in one sitting. In my mind, everything works out wonderfully after that point. Which is why I choose to live in fantasyland. So much more action than in reality land. Enjoy.
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