Darling...when you are next in North Carolina..and did not think about calling The Nature Boy? Lady when you dial the digits of The Nature Boy, you will go through to the secretary, she will relay the message to me, I will hit the shower, exfoliate, blow dry the hair, manicure, pedicure, floss, scale, call up my tailor, tell him "Jessica Simpson is in town", he will suit me up in the finest material known to man, call my bespoke man, tell him "Meanderings in town", he will call his guy in Florida, tell him Nature Boy needs a new pair of shoes, he tells the bespoke maker, we are all out of Alligator, bespoke maker calls Sydney Australia, tell him "Naitch needs an alligator", fed ex that son of a gun to Greensboro NC, does that, I now tell my bespoke maker I need a new pair of shoes, a strap for my watch and a wallet to keep the dough in, anything for The Nature Boy he says, suited and booted, call up the chaffeur tell him forget the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari because The Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can be in a Ferrari, call up Sydney Frank and tell him two cases of Grey Goose, call up Dom Perignon and tell him two cases of that pink fizzy drink the ladies go wild for, send a telegram to my contact in Northern Burma, tell him we need Lemons of the highest quality to sit in our Grey Goose, no problem, fed ex that to North Carolina to The Nature Boy, it will find its way, call Diego in Buenos Aires, we need limes to accompany the lemons, no problem, fed ex Ric Flair, call up my man in Antartica, "buddy I know the Ice caps are melting but Jessica Simpson is in town and Naitch needs 200 pounds in weight of your finest ice", anything for you Naitch, ice comes in.
Simpson, The Man does not want to stand on a beach, the sand ruining his custom made shoes, an Australian Alligator gave up its life for fashion, he wants to be at the nearest discoteque, girls filling out the VIP booth and falling out of very small items of clothing, 'cause I like them big girls, you know the ones who fill out sweaters, I got the Grey Goose, the pink Dom Perignon, the lemons from North Burma, the limes from Buenos Aires, the ice from Antartica. I'm wearing the finest material a man could wear, linen, I've blowdryed my hair, manicure/pedicure, floss, scaled, casual in the 95 Ferrari...what more can a man do. When I push the boat out, you know its something like a destroyer anything else is just too uncivilised.
maker tell him I need a new pair of shoes, he calls his contact in Florida, tells him Naitch needs a new pair of shoes, all out of Alligator, Don Johnson was just through here, calls up Sydney Australia, Alligators by the boatload, fed ex it to the Nature Boy North Carolina, it will find its way, tell my bespoke maker, Naitch needs a strap for the watch and a new wallet to hold the dough, anything for the Nature Boy, suited, booted, call up the chaffeur, tell him to hold the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari, Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can go in a Ferrari, call up Venue on Elm Street, tell them cancel whatever you got going and remove all the ugly broads before I arrive, quarantine the VIP section and fill out the booths with ladies between the ages of 18-22 who themselves fill out sweaters, and are falling out of small items of clothing, make sure you got plenty of Grey Goose, the lemons are from North Burma, the limes are from the Buenos Aires, the freshest ice from Antartica and don't give me anything about the caps are melting because nothing this hot as The Nature Boy has passed through, the champagne needs to be below freezing point and pink because it drives the girls wild, and Sade needs to be on repeat because it sets the mood.
So Simpson, what more can a man do? When I push the boat out, its nothing short of a destroyer..anything less would be uncivilised. WoOoOoO.
up the chaffeur, tell him to hold the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari, Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can go in a Ferrari, call up Venue on Elm Street, tell them cancel whatever you got going and remove all the ugly broads before I arrive, quarantine the VIP section and fill out the booths with ladies between the ages of 18-22 who themselves fill out sweaters, and are falling out of small items of clothing, make sure you got plenty of Grey Goose, the lemons are from North Burma, the limes are from the Buenos Aires, the freshest ice from Antartica and don't give me anything about the caps are melting because nothing this hot as The Nature Boy has passed through, the champagne needs to be below freezing point and pink because it drives the girls wild, and Sade needs to be on repeat because it sets the mood.
So Simpson, what more can a man do? When I push the boat out, its nothing short of a destroyer..anything less would be uncivilised. WoOoOoO.
TheReviewer October 25th, 2010 at 02:05 PM
yeah man.. she is hot!!!! getting fat now though
rich October 25th, 2010 at 04:13 PM
smoking hot, she may be getting fat according to the reviewer, but she's given me a fatty right now lulz.
Sillygoose October 25th, 2010 at 04:59 PM
Big or not, I'd still hit that.
Thomas October 25th, 2010 at 11:29 PM
Her tits are bigger now that she is putting on weight, but yeah, Sillygoose knows whats up, I'd still thrash that if I had the chance.
Lewis October 26th, 2010 at 10:42 AM
is that real?
Ric Flair October 26th, 2010 at 06:11 PM
Darling...when you are next in North Carolina..and did not think about calling The Nature Boy? Lady when you dial the digits of The Nature Boy, you will go through to the secretary, she will relay the message to me, I will hit the shower, exfoliate, blow dry the hair, manicure, pedicure, floss, scale, call up my tailor, tell him "Jessica Simpson is in town", he will suit me up in the finest material known to man, call my bespoke man, tell him "Meanderings in town", he will call his guy in Florida, tell him Nature Boy needs a new pair of shoes, he tells the bespoke maker, we are all out of Alligator, bespoke maker calls Sydney Australia, tell him "Naitch needs an alligator", fed ex that son of a gun to Greensboro NC, does that, I now tell my bespoke maker I need a new pair of shoes, a strap for my watch and a wallet to keep the dough in, anything for The Nature Boy he says, suited and booted, call up the chaffeur tell him forget the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari because The Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can be in a Ferrari, call up Sydney Frank and tell him two cases of Grey Goose, call up Dom Perignon and tell him two cases of that pink fizzy drink the ladies go wild for, send a telegram to my contact in Northern Burma, tell him we need Lemons of the highest quality to sit in our Grey Goose, no problem, fed ex that to North Carolina to The Nature Boy, it will find its way, call Diego in Buenos Aires, we need limes to accompany the lemons, no problem, fed ex Ric Flair, call up my man in Antartica, "buddy I know the Ice caps are melting but Jessica Simpson is in town and Naitch needs 200 pounds in weight of your finest ice", anything for you Naitch, ice comes in. Simpson, The Man does not want to stand on a beach, the sand ruining his custom made shoes, an Australian Alligator gave up its life for fashion, he wants to be at the nearest discoteque, girls filling out the VIP booth and falling out of very small items of clothing, 'cause I like them big girls, you know the ones who fill out sweaters, I got the Grey Goose, the pink Dom Perignon, the lemons from North Burma, the limes from Buenos Aires, the ice from Antartica. I'm wearing the finest material a man could wear, linen, I've blowdryed my hair, manicure/pedicure, floss, scaled, casual in the 95 Ferrari...what more can a man do. When I push the boat out, you know its something like a destroyer anything else is just too uncivilised.
Ric Flair October 26th, 2010 at 06:21 PM
maker tell him I need a new pair of shoes, he calls his contact in Florida, tells him Naitch needs a new pair of shoes, all out of Alligator, Don Johnson was just through here, calls up Sydney Australia, Alligators by the boatload, fed ex it to the Nature Boy North Carolina, it will find its way, tell my bespoke maker, Naitch needs a strap for the watch and a new wallet to hold the dough, anything for the Nature Boy, suited, booted, call up the chaffeur, tell him to hold the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari, Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can go in a Ferrari, call up Venue on Elm Street, tell them cancel whatever you got going and remove all the ugly broads before I arrive, quarantine the VIP section and fill out the booths with ladies between the ages of 18-22 who themselves fill out sweaters, and are falling out of small items of clothing, make sure you got plenty of Grey Goose, the lemons are from North Burma, the limes are from the Buenos Aires, the freshest ice from Antartica and don't give me anything about the caps are melting because nothing this hot as The Nature Boy has passed through, the champagne needs to be below freezing point and pink because it drives the girls wild, and Sade needs to be on repeat because it sets the mood. So Simpson, what more can a man do? When I push the boat out, its nothing short of a destroyer..anything less would be uncivilised. WoOoOoO.
Ric Flair October 26th, 2010 at 06:23 PM
up the chaffeur, tell him to hold the Lincoln Continental, warm up the 95 Ferrari, Nature Boy is going casual, as casual as you can go in a Ferrari, call up Venue on Elm Street, tell them cancel whatever you got going and remove all the ugly broads before I arrive, quarantine the VIP section and fill out the booths with ladies between the ages of 18-22 who themselves fill out sweaters, and are falling out of small items of clothing, make sure you got plenty of Grey Goose, the lemons are from North Burma, the limes are from the Buenos Aires, the freshest ice from Antartica and don't give me anything about the caps are melting because nothing this hot as The Nature Boy has passed through, the champagne needs to be below freezing point and pink because it drives the girls wild, and Sade needs to be on repeat because it sets the mood. So Simpson, what more can a man do? When I push the boat out, its nothing short of a destroyer..anything less would be uncivilised. WoOoOoO.
bob October 27th, 2010 at 11:58 PM
the unknown photoshoot pics are from esquire a few years ago.