
You know, I don't have a foot fetish or anything, but this slideshow of MSNBC anchor and stone fox Norah O'Donnell showing off her shoes is the hottest thing I've seen all week.
The Huffington Post: A Glimpse at What Norah's Wearing Under the Desk/6.10.09
(As a shout out to my friends on the staff of The Penguins of Madagascar, I think it might be time to enroll me in the same aversion therapy program Mort underwent to cure him of his obsession with King Julien's feet. Just get those electrified pictures of Norah ready, boys.)
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Golden Arches
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So much for serious journalism...When does the Playboy spread come out? Jesus H. Cockfighting Christ can't one of these bimbos stifle the sexuality for 10 seconds? At least we have Rachel - the brains of the bunch. I'm glad you found the photos "hot" Chez. Now hearken back to yesterday's post about husband shopping.
I never claimed not to be tasteless on occasion.
Those are some ugly toes.
And those shoes are hideous.
And where did she get that dress? Awful!
And Leon's getting LAAAAARRRRGGGERRRRRRRR
*shrug*
If a woman wants to be considered attractive, let her. If a guy wants to be considered attractive, let him. If they are competent in their job and aren't there solely because of their looks, can't they enjoy being attractive, too?
I don't see the problem. It isn't dehumanizing like the shopping for husbands book.
People are so disconected from each other than the best sexual experience they can have is looking at a picture that smiles at them and pretend they say nice things about how he looks. This times are converting themselves in the wanker ones.
If that's the hottest thing you've seen all week, Chez, you have a foot fetish. Either that or you haven't been surfing the Web enough nor watching enough TV...
But that's OK. My fetishes are probably weirder than yours anyway.
Maybe.
But let's not compare notes, OK?
You know, back when I worked at MSNBC, I stumbled across one of Norah's promo pictures on top of somebody's desk. As a joke, I cut up a rubber band and then stapled the thing to the photo and hung it around my neck. I walked around the newsroom for most of the afternoon like that -- with Norah O'Donnell's face hanging in the middle of my chest.
I was a lot of fun to work with.
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