Sure it’s familiar…sure it’s been done before…but it just speaks to your soul like a magical angel sent from heaven to watch over us. More importantly, it offers us a baseline to compare the women in our lives to. Someone to make them bitches feel inadequate. Someone to make us feel content knowing that this kind of body exists…even if the closest we will get to it is by masturbating to it.
She’s a babe…she’s in lingerie…she’s getting paid…and we’re all assholes for celebrating it like it matters…but I’ll still celebrate it like it matters…because I have nothing else going on.