Can't win with 'em folks.
Made the mistake of watching TV with the better half the other night, when all of a sudden this commercial comes on with Salma Hayek rips off her shirt, and pops her boobies out. I failed to do my "made of stone" bit in time and she catches my eyes bugged out. After some good-natured ribbing from her I figured this was over...ahh- mistake. I get up yesterday to get ready for work and what do I see on the coffee table? A new REDBOOK magazine with guess who on the cover? Salma and her ta-tas. Think she's sending me a message. I am sure if I complain about anything, it'll be like the Jeff Foxworthy line about Sigourney Weaver (example-meatloaf is tough dear...why don't you get Salma Hayek to make it for you?)






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