By Lex October 15, 2014 @ 11:01 AM
Hell yes. Ripping through bikini pictures of mere amateurs and you come across Joanna Krupa and her professional lioness looks. You don’t get smoky eyes without earning those bones. These are the photos I almost click on when I learn that live local hot girls in my zip code are down to fuck. Whenever I see those ads I start looking at all my neighbors with a knowing smile. Which one of them is it? Mrs. Langford, you horny AARP bitch with the pugs, I’m coming over now with cookies.
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By Lex October 01, 2014 @ 1:28 PM
Joanna Krupa was the sole female celebrity who made the hacker list last month to say, fuck it, if it comes out it comes out. Everybody just needs to chill. It’s not like we all haven’t been naked in Playboy before or worked as professional ladies of the evening, you know, allegedly. Those comments kind of irked Kate Upton and others who weren’t smart enough to get Amex traveler’s cheques for sleeping with important men in town when coming up. I like Krupa’s progressive attitude. We live in an age where if you did something you’re not proud of, too fucking late. It’s coming out. Get ahead of that shit emotionally so you don’t need to cry victim for the ages when TMZ starts posting stuff they bought from your grade school counselor. They’re already haggling over price. Trust me.
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By Lex June 30, 2014 @ 11:25 AM
Joanna Krupa returned to her homeland to host Poland’s Next Top Model, or as it’s known in Poland, If You Win, Your Family Gets To Use the Good Well. A number of foreign models who’ve moved to the U.S. to marry our football players and nightclub owners often still work as TV personalities and promotional girls back in their native countries. This international flow of labor serves as a model for how sex trafficking should work in a more civilized society.
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By Lex June 11, 2014 @ 12:10 PM
Under new ownership, Maxim magazine continues its on-again off-again tradition of inviting really good looking foreign models to its Maxim Hot 100 celebration. Last year saw the Miley Cyrus incident that cost the waning periodical its nut sack in pride. They seem to have righted their ship this year by bringing out girls who have a better understanding of how to put on lipstick. These are the girls who were told as far back as they can remember how pretty they were, because they were, not because they had a kids TV show that was paying for all the Range Rovers in the family.
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By Lex June 10, 2014 @ 11:46 AM
I started reading about the Real Housewives of Miami being canceled when I felt the twinge of virtual garden sheers snipping at my sac. You know, the wisp of the blade that grips your scrote you when you’re edging over the cliff into unisex. The last time I felt it I was picking out a shirt at a Gap store and wondering if the color was Royal Blue or Azure. As I believed with Bowe Bergdahl, you can’t just dip your toes a little bit into ballet. I guess the Miami edition of the show based on getting troubled divorcees in girdles to get wasted drunk and say mean shit was the worst performing of the spinoffs, so it’s being axed. They’re going to replace it with Real Housewives of Cleveland, following the lives of now 40-something women living locked in various bus driver’s basements after decades of confinement. Fuck you, yes, I said that. You’d watch. Bravo! doesn’t give out much personal information. Just a habit from living so many years on the down low.
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By Lex June 09, 2014 @ 10:19 AM
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