Rick-Rolled by HuffPost

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You might think that a professional journalist would be completely immune to cheap marketing tactics, but occasionally even I fall for it.

Backstory: Last year some evil troll decided to sign me up for every single news feed at the Huffington Post. As a result, I probably get 30 or 40 different e-mail pitches a day, including some in French and Spanish. I haven’t bothered to cancel the subscriptions because (a) I’m lazy and (b) occasionally I find good blog fodder from the stuff (although I try to avoid linking HuffPo unless I have to).

OK, I hadn’t checked my e-mail in a while and was skimming through when I saw this subject line on an e-mail from HuffPo Lifestyle:

’90s Supermodel Poses Topless

Celebrity breasts don’t usually impress me much. In fact, at age 53, I’m not easily impressed by breasts in general. This isn’t to say I don’t enjoy breasts, but at some point in a man’s life he realizes that the variety is not infinite and . . . Well, breasts are breasts. The fact that a particular pair is attached to somebody famous, so what?

Nevertheless, (a) if this was some kind of “celebrity scandal” angle, it might be good for blog traffic, and (b) hey, it’s got to be more interesting than Valerie Jarrett talking health care. Given a choice between Valerie Jarrett and “topless supermodel”? C’mon.

OK so I click link and it’s Elle McPherson on the cover of Harper’s Bazaar, “topless” strictly in the sense that she’s not wearing a top — with her (predictably implant-enhanced) breasts discreetly hidden — rather than “topless” in the sense of Show Me Your Boobies.

But if you want to see a really nice pair . . .

 

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  3. quote of the day “Well butter my breast!” – Paula Deen

    Celebrity breasts usually impress me. In fact, at age 55, I’m easily impressed by celebrity breasts. On Pinterest I had a board with over five hundred famous boobs. However, Pinterest remove my board yesterday. Assholes!

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