A thoughtful reader named “A” had an uncanny hunch that I would appreciate a blogger who I’ve just named The Thigh Girl.  I don’t know what her deal is, but it doesn’t take a rocket surgeon to see that she LOVES her thighs.

She has every reason to love her thighs. They are shapely and firm looking, and free of unsightly hair. But what does she want from us, a Thigh Award? In every outfit post, she offers at least 10 photos of the same outfit,  with little variation in her facial expression, which I will have to call Pensive.

I can’t bring my self to read her commentary about her outfits but I did click on her “about” thing. She tells us in no uncertain terms that her hair is naturally red, godammit, and she’s never died it. Take that! Wait, maybe she’s speaking directly to Sea!!!!!

In any case, it is a thigh-driven blog and as such might be just the thing for people who are sick and tired of Roomi.

Several people have taken it upon themselves to chide me for stooping to mockery in my time of grief. They can complain all they want, but I need to keep my mind from wandering to a place of bottomless despair. I will stay in denial as long as possible. Maybe longer.

If you know any stupid whores with blogs, now is a good time to share them with me! THX