'Cause a rose without barbs is just a flower.
Mayans predicted that 2012 was the year the world would end. I don’t put too much stock in what a bunch of jungle dwelling, corn eating, sacrificial savages say, but the world is going to end some time. You might as well hedge your bets. If things play out the way it’s portrayed in the movies, the doomsday scenario is going to be bleak. Irradiated mutants will run rampant cannibalizing those they cross paths with. Food sources will quickly disappear, power outages are ensured, the outside world will be a hell on Earth reduced to mere kill, or be killed and eaten jungle law. The thin veneer of civilized society, which took a mere four days to wear away in New Orleans during Hurricane Katrina, will quickly fade. So, get your crew together, stock up on food, find a bunker to hunker down in, and be armed to the teeth. It’s going to be a battle for survival to protect what’s yours and to take what isn’t. Where will you be when the apocalypse comes?
What could possibly prompt Nicolas Sarkozy to knight Salma Hayek? What could it be? Is it her amazing acting talent? Is it her humanitarian efforts to personally breastfeed every child of third world countries? Or is it something a little more simple? What could it be? What-could-it-be? I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that Sarkozy is basically honoring Salma Hayek’s tits. Knighting Salam Hayek? For reals? Frenchman, please! Look, Sarkozy can’t just come out and say how much he loves Salma’s tits. He could, but Carla Bruni would kill him, then Carla would track down Salma Hayek, start a catfight. Salma Hayek and Carla Bruni would tear at each others clothes, pull hair, Salma cursing in Spanish, Carla in French…………. I drifted. I’m with you, Nick. What the hell! Salma should be “honored” and “knighted” for… whatever it is you deem worthy. * wink wink * Vive la Hayek!
What there to say, Juliana Daniell is smokin’ fuckin’ hot! And if you didn’t know, now you know. Check out the pictures of her incredible body and try not to drool. Go ‘head, I dare ya!
