The anticipation for the 2010 World Cup was big enough. But with the added value of naked women painted in versions of our favorite soccer teams (every team is our favorite team when it comes to nakedness), it’s reaching a feverish pitch. At least it is over here. There are no subliminal messages here. No shadowy cocks to try and find hidden on a woman’s chest.
We weren’t sure who we were going to root for during the games, but it’s clear as hell now. Hello Portugal. You’re officially forgiven for all your past transgressions. We weren’t that fond of Cod anyway.