Breasts.
Breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts.
Breasts.
Breasts, breasts, breasts.
Breasts!
Breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts!
Breasts, breasts, breasts.
Breasts, breasts!
Breasts.
There. Now, if Ann Outhouse wants to accuse someone of using breasts to drive traffic to a blog, let her accuse me!
It’s a shame about BoobGate, because Terrance has a more interesting point to make, but except for one noteworthy outbreak of vileness it seems to have been (uh-huh, uh-huh) overshadowed by Jessica’s breasts.
(Title shamelessly stolen from Ann.)