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Courtney Stodden Is On The Verge Of A Wardrobe Malfunction – Celebuzz |
 I Never Thought I'd Love Sports Bras This Much – The Chive | |
| Kesha Rolls Out With Her Booty Out – The Superficial | |
| Olivia Munn Sizzles In Esquire – Popoholic | |
| Miley Cyrus and Rihanna Making Out? – TMZ | |
| Angelina Jolie's Nude Photo Auctioned Off – Huffington Post |
Finally, scraping through the bottom of the barrel into the fetid, shit-strewn ground it rests upon, we have BMX XXX. This racy racer (thrust upon us beleaguered mortals by Satan himself, after he found it steadfastly clogging an Underworld u-bend one overcast morning) is rather akin to the Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater titles, albeit with UNLOCKABLE STRIPPER ACTION. Cutscenes would garner perhaps three-eighths of a nanosecond of genuine woman-flesh, with the kind of visual clarity one could expect from Mr. Magoo with cataracts. Having mislaid those humongous glasses of his. Further bolstered by such playable characters as Topless Lady #1 (whose breasts resemble a math teacher’s angular wet dream, á la those early ‘Nude Raider’ mods. Formidable jaggies rivaling the T-1000's extendo-finger from Terminator 2 don’t proclaim UBER-SEXY to us), this remains a virulent, festering ballache of a turd. It’s taken a prolonged, savage beating from the innuendo stick, and it’s STILL ass. Huzzah!
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