Here's Jessica Alba on laundry day. Why is it that when we venture down to our neighborhood Super K and skulk around in the detergent aisle, the braless, sweats-clad ladies making the schlop-schlop flip flop noise to pick up a jug of Purex don't look like this? If only Jessica were to show up to make a fabric softener purchase when we were leering. We'd note the poky nips and look around for something wet to throw on her. We'd grab a 5 gallon bottle of Clorox and dump it over her head. She'd wail in pain as her eyes sizzled out of their sockets, but that's OK because we'd still have a better view of her nipples. Then we'd go to jail but we'd turn the whole thing into a screenplay and sell it to Eli Roth. See? Everything works out in the end.
Jessica gets jigglier at MrSkin.com.
3 Comments
look like she is pulling down her pants!!
Nah, just checkin that she's still wearin' them. Sometimes ya just forget.
i like her style