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bill-swift - July 26, 2012
Okay, let me be the first to say, even in my wildest 'I married a supermodel' fantasies, I'm grounded enough to know that after the honeymoon of seeing my own sweaty slobby self in the mirror knocking the stuffing out of a real life world class hottie, well, there's a solid chance there's going to be a lifetime of painful model-wife times dead ahead. Not saying the old song about marrying an ugly girl and being blindly blissful sounds all that great, but finding yourself til-death-do-you-part with a woman who's been spoiled rotten her whole life to look hot and stare blankly into space, I can see that coming back to haunt you, and those sweaty times in the mirror becoming further and further apart.
None of this is to excuse the cad-like behavior of Rupert Sanders, the director of Snow White and The Huntsman and the married diver in the Kristen Stewart muff diving in flagrante. But who knows the true power of K-Stew's very angry vagina; it holds sway over men like nobody's business. It seems to be powerful enough to turn Robert Pattinson straight; that's some might sorcery there.
All I'm saying is, just because you're married to a super hot chick like Liberty Ross doesn't mean you have the power to resist beaver bombing your favorite starlet if she's stems akimbo in the front seat of your automobile and whimpering like a cat on a hot tin roof. The rules of nature always trump the rules of man.
Here's the photo allegedly posted by Liberty Ross to Instagram just hours before the public announcement of her husband's infidelity with Kristen Stewart.
That is one sad looking Snow White...