I've walked about six miles in the big, sweaty apple today, doing a bit o'shopping for a shoot later in the week, and I have a warning for any lonely (and frustrated about it) NYC denizens whose preference is for the ladies: Don't--go--out--side. I'm serious. As far as I can tell a hottie pod burst somewhere and released tens of thousands of the sexiest women the world has ever seen. Worse? The pod neglected to provide them enough clothing to adequately cover their naughty bits. Oh it's waaaaay beyond distracting and harmlessly titillating, it's diabolical. Overwhelming. Just trust your Anti, okay? If you haven't had the delight of female *companionship* in awhile...going outside may actually kill you.
Posted by Antigeist at June 7, 2005 04:04 PMIt's great. (That, and it's intern season at work. Skimpiness ahoy!)
Posted by: Vidiot at June 9, 2005 10:04 PMAnd the great thing about having pretty girls look right through you is that they tend to catch you staring less often.
Posted by: Vidiot at June 9, 2005 10:04 PMNo, actually: they catch you. They're just ignoring you and hoping you'll stop.
Posted by: Maud at June 10, 2005 11:04 AMhey, if they don't want me to look they should stop having tits!
Am I right, guys?
High five!
Anyone?
Hello?
The not having any tits (to speak of) thing never worked very well, though I'm finding the aging thing works wonders!
Posted by: Sis at June 13, 2005 09:40 AM