They Have Boobs; They Fight Crime!

After the danceathons last night, I watched the truly awful Angel's Revenge. It was a blatant knock-off of Charlie's Angels and featured seven buxom hotties jiggling around and destroying all the drugs in the world by blowing up some shithole somewhere. They wore unzipped tight white jumpsuits and stiletto heels while doing it, too. The martial artist babe was funny. She ki-aied after every move. Kick - hiyah! Step - hiyah! Punch - hiyah! Scratches arse - hiyah!

They also hung around in teeny bikinis a lot, which is what hot women do in real life, I'm sure. I mean, I know I wear string bikinis every chance I get, especially when I'm torturing someone who pushes drugs on little kids. And I pose fetchingly with my boobs shoved together so it looks like I have a butt strapped to my chest, too.

I have big plans for today--plans which don't particularly incorporate boobs. I intend on working at the metal studio all day, and then downhill skiing in the evening. I haven't been skiing in about twelve years. This should be great fun!