By colin November 24, 2014 @ 1:11 PM
I’m not sure if Rose McGowan made a bet with a friend who she’s just the only go-to named actress in Hollywood who will flash her bare cans for a reasonable rate, but she seems to be topless in half the style and arts magazines this month. I could explain how Rose is ten times the feminist any of the ranting ladies of the Northeastern college corridor, but I’m kind of busy looking at her tits again. That’s her genius right there.
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By Lex November 20, 2014 @ 1:13 PM
I like Rose McGowan. Most people couldn’t handle a child rapey commune upbringing with such aplomb. At forty-one, she seems to know exactly who she is. A lightly working actress with spectacular tits. That’s not all she is, but I summarized. Kobe does other things besides play basketball, but nobody cares.
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By Lex August 22, 2014 @ 7:36 AM
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By Matt July 15, 2014 @ 11:00 AM
A few years ago Rose McGowan’s agent told her not to talk so much in meetings. Of course the agent didn’t tell her to shut the fuck up, she had to stroke her ego in her request:
“I had an agent that told me not to speak in meetings because I was too intelligent, and it was stressing to the men”
Surely Ivan Reitman was unable to follow her nuanced musings on house industrial music. McGowan’s agent was female also and the two would meet with executives together. This means either her agent babbled to the men in baby sounds or she was sick of McGowan working her way out of jobs by opening her mouth. Ronda Rousey or the Chancellor of Germany may be intimidating women. McGowan seems pretty easy to control with basic Jedi mind tricks. If I ever fail to hold my own in a conversation with her I will simply snap my fingers twice and exit the room.
By Lex June 30, 2014 @ 4:38 PM
I still get a little shy when I first see a woman’s bare breasts. It goes back to my days as a pre-K when grandma and her equally large friends would strip in front of me to take saunas. It wasn’t the sagging bare flesh that got to me so much as the union of exasperated sounds of older women releasing their heavy mammaries from their support bras. It was like a coven of witches cackling over an eye of newt Groupon. If I cose my eyes, I can still hear the groans. Despite the lingering trauma, I am able to distinguish between the wheat and the chaff when it comes to tits. Rose McGowan really does have a nice rack for a woman of forty. So long as she doesn’t start ranting in Russian and wiping copious sweat from her underboob, I’ll get through this without a disconcerting flashback.
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By Lex January 31, 2014 @ 1:28 PM
Most people are pussies when it comes to facing their worst fears. But Rose McGowan has bigger nuts than you and I, mostly you. She’s currently working on some photo shoot that recalls her own smash up car crash of a half dozen years ago led to her face getting beat up so bad that Seal was telling jokes about her at parties. She made a couple nonchalant references about the car exploding on Instagram, even posting a photo of fake blood trickling down her face. I guess that sensation I’m feeling is respect, followed very closely by a desire to see more of her tits. I’d like to say the two are unrelated, but I’m not there yet as a human being.
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