Zsa Zsa

I was standing in line at the grocery store and started scanning headlines on the various magazines they post in that area. I noticed that they are mostly the celebrity worship type crap, not to much real info. I wondered if cows had magazine racks in the slaughter line, then something caught my eye. It was a nice close shot of Valery Bertonelli's ass. It was in need of some repair, and wearing a bikini. Just above that, was some word of a new zany mishap that Zsa Zsa Gabour's husband had got into. I looked at Valerie's ass again, and after reading the header about how she was in horrible shape and needed to think about NOT walking on the beach for a while, I thought about the schmuck that hid out in the dunes with a zoom lens camera for hours, waiting to get that life changing picture that saved the world. We are in trouble. Next time you stand in that line, look at the magazines on the side that the conveyor is on, then look on the other side. See if you notice anything odd. I did today, but it took a lifetime