Over the weekend, a copy of the latest Playboy was accidentally delivered to my house. The 13 year old boy in me, who has no access to the internet or cable TV, delighted... delighted... in the discovery of free boobies delivered straight to my mailbox. Even better, Barry Bonds' mistress is in it! Boosh and all!
Unfortunately, the titillation ended there. I don't know if I'd ever seen pictures of Barry Bonds' mistress before, but if I had, I may have just blocked them out of my memory, because I'm not at all impressed. Sure, she's attractive in a way, but more than anything she looks like that chick. She looks like the woman at the bar who's looking for a score with a rich dude. She's got a boosh and halfway decent looks and money for makeup and she's gonna score, damnit!
In any case, she's also claiming that the money she got for the Playboy spread was pretty much stolen by her publicist, who was found dead last week and was also the dude who tried to extort Tom Cruise.
Now, maybe it's just me, but if you're the type of person who would associate with guys like Barry Bonds and dudes who try to extort people like Tom Cruise, then I dunno. Not that I'm saying she deserved to have her money stolen, but come on.
