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I think we all have a little bit of this guy inside of us: ready to flick anybody off at a moment's notice, smoking cheap cigarettes like they're going out of style, rocking a super-assholish goatee/bandanna combo. Even Big Bird. The only difference between Big Bird's guy and ours is that Big Bird's guy has found a way to communicate all of his thoughts and feelings precisely and concisely using only the most common twelve words that a porn star exclaims during a scene of climax.
I appreciate the need for hot female ninjas. I really do. They fill the obvious gap between porn and over the top action - mainstays of the male community. In that way, hot female ninjas are a lot like glue. Gooey, sexy, horse glue. But this hot female ninja? She's lost her way. Notice the high heels, the wrist watch and the katana strapped sloppily to her sexy waist via a bright yellow spandex belt. Come on, lady: Being awesomely hot and fashionable should never usurp your need for stealth. Your Ninja Card has been officially revoked.