I gotta get something off my chest - and I know I am not going to make a lot of friends.
I don't think Megan Fox is the hottest woman on the planet.
Wait - before you throw rotten vegetables let me explain.
I love brunettes. Love them. I wrote off blondes a long time ago and never looked back.
And tattoos? Tattoos are like a golden ticket to my heart. Or my pants. But my Mom reads this so lets stick with my heart. Tattoos on a girl is the sexiest thing this side of bacon. Mmmm, bacon flavored girl.
But Megan Fox kind of looks like she is made out of plastic. Like she is a mannequin. An anatomically correct mannequin.
That doesn't mean I would kick her out of bed for eating crackers.
Megan Fox, I mean. Not the mannequin.
Oh who am I kidding - either one.