By Lex September 29, 2014 @ 10:11 AM
UFC after parties are key ever since UFC responded to their shittier fight night cards by raising pay-per-view prices to Paris Hilton’s weekend cocaine tab. They schedule some pretty decent match-ups, then cancel when some fighter’s roid box blows or their dog chews off their flexor tendon while they’re sleeping in their van behind the Luxor. That’s why you need the stellar ring girls who pass the test of looking bangable in Larry Bird’s 80′s trunks as they circle the octagon in a counterclockwise rotation between rounds. If these girls started punching the shit out of each other, that would be mighty disturbing, though finally worth the DirecTV bill.
Photo Credit: Fame Flynet, Splash, AKM-GSI
By Lex August 27, 2014 @ 12:11 PM
It must be nice to make the cut above Hooters waitress. Your soul smells less like fried chicken. I’d scalpel, insert, freeze, super-size, inject, and satanically murder whatever it took to reach the rung where you got bathrobes and director’s chairs on breaks instead of a guy named Carlos trying to massage your sideboob. I probably wouldn’t let Dana White in my shorts, but a few Tuesday nights slinging wings for tips might change my mind.
Photo Credit: Alan Dawe
By Lex August 13, 2014 @ 9:37 AM
The good news about naming your daughter Brittney is that no matter which one of the ten or so spellings available, she’s guaranteed to grow up to be making rent with her tits. You name your girl Gladys, she might grow up to be a rocket scientist, she might just make it to CVS overnight pharmacy counter gopher. It’s way too fucking risky. Go with Brittney. She’ll never go hungry.
Photo Credit: Fitness Gurls magazine
By Lex April 08, 2013 @ 2:17 PM
UFC can’t seem to put on a title fight anybody cares $60 worth about. But they do know how to find hot ass ring girls. Like Arianny Celeste and Brittany Palmer. These bubble headed babes hold up ring cards and get naked for Playboy which has made them celebrities. I’d pay $60 on PPV to watch these two go at it. Not brawling. All seventy-four girl fights I’ve seen on YouTube have sickened me. More like a topless pillow fight set to Der Ring des Nibelungen with the winner mounting the other in humbling sexual domination. If I had thought about it at all, that’s what I’d want to see.
Here’s Arianny and Brittany behind the scenes of their FHM Photoshoot this month.