I’ve finally come to terms with the fact that Maxim named this woman the hottest female on the planet. It was like arguing with my Uncle Ray over whether or not Paul O’Neill was the greatest baseball player ever. It always ended up with me calling Ray a retard and Ray telling me my parents never loved me. We were both clinically correct. I don’t want to have that fight with Maxim. If they think Aladdin’s monkey is the walking embodiment of female sexuality, so be it. Next year they can name the remaining female parts of Chaz Bono the winner. I do not care. Except I do. Idiots.
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