blake said...
You guys now got me thinking of all the celebrities I've bumped into in the city, trying to think of a hotter one. I confess to having some difficulty. I'll have to share this with Leah next time we hook up. She'll get a kick out of it.
You guys now got me thinking of all the celebrities I've bumped into in the city, trying to think of a hotter one. I confess to having some difficulty. I'll have to share this with Leah next time we hook up. She'll get a kick out of it.
Hey can you go to the coffee shop where Victoria Principal gets her lattes out?
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Heheheh.
Did I tell you I ran into Kim Basinger at the gym?
But I guess since she's a blonde, she doesn't rate.
Once saw an interview with VP. This was during the period when she was riding high as part of the cast of Dallas and she had gotten it into her head that she was some kind of force and would go on to be the center of a Victoria Principal empire that would go from height to height with no end in sight. I guess this comes from being such an amazing twat that you stop traffic everytime you enter a room from the age of 12. Anyway, when her hotness factor began falling off everything wound down, fast. But I remember being struck at the time by the pathos of it all. Not that I lost any sleep over it mind you. Just that it dawned on me for a second: that's the way it is with some of these super hot twats, they take the fact that males swarm around them to mean that they're something special, permanently special. And they are. Special. Just not permanently. Aren't you glad I enriched your paltry existences with my rich rare insights this day? No? Well up yours too.
Hey, your analysis of twat is always welcome at Trooper York's Place ricpic.
Every corner needs a crusty old hebe hanging around busting balls.
Happy Chanukah!
Of course an ode to Victoria Principals tits would be greatly appreciated.
I mean you like that Victoria right?
Hee, hee.
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