Just a few minutes ago, I was going through some pictures (that may or may not be a part of an upcoming nudie calendar) when I noticed something strange. There was a reflection in one of my eyes… and it wasn’t Jesus… and it wasn’t Mary.
It was something evil. And it was staring back at me… through my own eye. It was… (I can only tell you after the jump, but be warned – it’s not for those with a weak stomach)
Do you see it? It’s awful!
(hint: she’s spying from behind the flash reflection)
There is only one explanation for Sylvia being in my eye: She is trying to promote our nemesis calendar, the Psychick– more than 12 months of hot nude psychics! Such sexpots as Uri Gellar and Sylvia are reported to be posing. With that calibur of spank-bank material, it practically sells itself… and yet they are still using their mystical mind powers to sabotage our calendar with subliminal messages!
Let’s figure out how to get her out of my eye. Meet me at the Whiskey Road Bar in Chicago, Saturday night at 8pm.