The Husband: Man, she's really nipping out.
Me: What? [Glancing up from my book] WHAT?
The Husband: Look, you can see her nipple.
Me: OH MY GOD, STOP TALKING ABOUT SHARON GLESS'S NIPPLES.
And they say romance is dead.
I can't unsee it and now neither can you. Sorry, Christine Cagney. I do love you, but oi. |
Seriously pointy... Grade A peanut smuggling right there..
ReplyDeleteI'd just like to know what she's drinking.
ReplyDeleteWow, I need to double fist the drinks too after that visual.
ReplyDeleteWowza.
ReplyDeleteYou think wardrobe does this on purpose? They must. It makes it more, umm, gritty?
ReplyDeletesounds like a moment before slumber in my home. only peter's playing chess on his stupid iphone and i'm wearing a giant mouth guard, falling asleep after every sentence i read...
ReplyDeleteReminds me of a scene from Austin Powers...
ReplyDeleteWas that supposed to get you in the mood?
ReplyDeleteyiccch
ReplyDeleteYou can talk with your bite plate in? Respect.
ReplyDeleteI just finished listening to an audio recording of Half-Blood Prince again . . . where the big thing happens, as read by Jim Dale? It's chilling.
ReplyDeleteSo, despite the fact that Burn Notice takes place in Miami (it does, right?) it looks like it's cold on set?
Soft core porn isn't what it used to be.
ReplyDeleteOh my eyes... they'll never be the same.
ReplyDeleteAre those two mojitos she's sporting in her hands?
ReplyDeleteWhatever they are, they're probably chilly.
My husband and I always pointed out Jennifer Aniston's nipples on Friends. They're like tiny daggers. I never understood why they didn't put a pad or something on them. I mean...I would...and I like to think that's just good fashion sense and not at all prudish.
ReplyDeleteyesterday at the gym there was this lady in her 60's who had weird little sores all over her body (which sent instant germ phobias straight to my brain) who bent over in the MIDDLE of the locker room aisle completely NAKED to lotion up her ankles. i saw her entire who-ha and bunghole and was so mortified i called my hubby whe i got back to the car.
ReplyDeleteit was disturbing i tell ya, she wasn't even trying t scooch over and be inconspicuous in the corner, she was airing that shit out for everyone and my retinas were ablaze for 30 minutes after.
aaaarrrrggggghhhh!
She could do humankind a favor and move that second drink a hair to the left.
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