Every teenager should subscribe to Sports Illustrated. This is fact. There’s 51 issues of decent sportswriting and it provides a good avenue to establishing a steady schedule and practice of leisure reading. All every positive traits for a growing, learning young man.
Then, of course, there’s the swimsuit issue, a flimsy excuse to trot out unholy amounts of cheesecake with increasingly nonexistent clothing to cover it. While there’s much to be said about leaving things up to the imagination, there are some things you just can’t argue with. Like, let’s say, a 23-year-old Tyra Banks bringing polka dots back to the land of sexy.
But though Tyra’s run in 1997 was outstanding, the overall body of work (sorry) was nonpareil the next year. It is no exaggeration to call it the most important publication of my teenage years, right above The Quintessential Calvin and Hobbes and the instruction manual to Street Fighter II Turbo.
Cover girl Heidi Klum was ridiculously hot, yes, but let’s give a nod to the other ladies of the issue as well. Heidi will start us off, and there’s more after the break, including That Look. Every man knows it. As always, work-safe by way of technicality, work-inadvisable by way of common sense.
Where’s my bunda? My cheesecake? WAAAAAAAHHHHH who wants to read about spring practice injuries when you could be spoon feeding me pictures of scantily clad women WAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!???!!
Fine. Take your bunda early on what is shaping up to be a hectic Friday for us, but it comes in a Gator wrapper, and you have no choice in the matter. God bless Flickr: Gator Girl saved us from having to actually look for bunda this Friday and provided some balm to the burn of dropping from the first round of the SEC tournament. We can’t embed the photo, but the slideshow is here and will satisfy all your needs for cheesecake this friday. (It’s SFW, but not work-smart.)
The jersey pic with the white shorts is particularly whoa. We recommend with force.
For those still wanting pictures with this post, I offer a few after the jump.
We kid in the title, though you may see in this post that she and her partner are playing the field by wearing conflicting team allegiances: one in an Ohio State jersey, the other in Michigan colors, ensuring that were you to see them getting it on this gear, you would vomit, then vomit again, and continuously vomit for the next three hours for not one but two reasons.
Your cheesecake comes from the ever reliable reef girls, but first: a musical tribute to culo from Pitbull.
Cheesecake after the jump: enjoy it and your weekends, as well.
Friday Cheesecake is here, but with Orson out on the road to Florida, he enlisted some help from LSUFreek for this week’s bunda. Errr… animated adventure porn. Something.
I’m not totally sure I’d classify what follows as safe for work. Proceed at your own risk.
Begin with the hat tip to the Official EDSBS Bundameister Kanu, who led us to the marvelous cheesecake we offer today.
The biggest hit in Cote D’Ivoire at the moment is “Bobaraba,” a song whose title in the local Djouf means a large and very attractive behind. (Same number of syllables as “Badonkadonk;” deep grammar types, rejoice!) The concept behind (snicker) the song:
“We made it as a tribute to women, because African women are defined by the shape of their bottoms,” he says.
“Move your bottom, jump, you see, it’s alive.”
So, bunda becomes Bobaraba today as we celebrate the ladies of West Africa and Cote d’Ivoire.
BOBARABA! Any video that begins with an exploding logo must be awesome. Feel free to clear the office chairs out and shake your own bobaraba, even if it’s on the flat and caucasoid side.
Additional examples of bobarabage follow after the jump, including one pic of Absolutely Amber, who you’ll agree has an honorary bobaraba. (more…)
February 2nd–tomorrow, that is–is a momentous day in Bundaology. It is the birthday of Shakira Isabel Mebarak Ripoll, a.k.a Shakira, who also brought with her the magnificent behind she makes the money of many colors with in the international type market thingy.
Examples follow–and happy birthday to the Pa Swindle, whose birthday is today, as well.
Now, we can’t imagine a more perfect picture of feminine strength, vulnerability and power than this picture of Monica Jaramillo. Look at her: pensive, guarded yet curious, not starved within a few days of death, unbleached, unaltered, her beauty allowed simply to speak for itself. See, that’s what we’re talking about here: respecting a woman’s dignity and sexuality simultaneously aren’t necessarily mutually exclusive, men. You can appreciate beauty without all the leering, the catcalling, the denigration of our sisters in life. Do you really need bunda to get through the day, the callous excision of the soul and personality of a woman focused in one exploitative picture of a single commodified body part? Do you need to continue to enslave women with your eyes four thousand pixels at a time, brothers?
Um, yes? You do? Oh, well certainly then. Bunda after the jump, which as always is not work advisable.
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Orson Swindle and Stranko Montana are two men pushing thirty who should know better than to run a college football blog, but evidently don't. Both graduated from the University of Florida, and both agree that college football is far too important to be left to the professionals.
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