bill-swift - November 27, 2014
I will admit, I haven't stepped in a brick and mortar store that doesn't purvey lingerie in over seven years. I'm entirely an online shopper. If I can't buy it through a site where my credit card and identity can be compromised in nanoseconds, I'm not interested. That being said, I think I could be lured back to the mall proper if more lovely young ladies were sporting the shopping wardrobes of Sophia Bush braless and cleavetastic for the season. Wow, what a stunner. Were I ringing her up at the register, I'd fumble for at least thirty minutes and then inevitably ask her for three forms of ID, one of which must be a body part.
Bless you and your sweet barely covered funbags, Sophia. You put the joy in the Season of Joy, the giving in the Season of Giving, and the lump of coal in my shorts. I think that's coal. Black Friday kills. Peace out. Enjoy.