aldo-vallon - December 19, 2017
If you're anything like me, when you heard that there were pictures of Lauren Stoner in a bikini you probably thought who? But after seeing that bent over rear end of hers, that concern was quickly pushed to the wayside. Who has the mental capacity to worry about names when there are bodies in sight?
If man was supposed to remember a person's name, then there would not be such a thing as name tags, and they sure as hell would not be located over a person's breast. Thank God that they are, too, because it is like manna from heaven to have a respectable excuse to be looking down there when I am caught glaring. "No need to get your manager, Judith. There's no creep here, just a man with very poor eyesight." (As far as she knows.)
I have heard it said before that it would be cool if we could get our lifetime stats after we die, like in a video game. One of the stats I would be most interested in seeing for myself is my gawking percentage. Getting to see how many times I have gotten away with it versus how many times I have been caught would truly be something. I don't mean to brag, but I think my ranking would be expert level.
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