Among the stupidest things I have done to essentially punish myself is insisting on posting models who largely have made their living getting naked and running a blog where I don’t post naked pictures. Obviously I can’t post nudes, this is the Wu-Tang of blogs. Which is a joke that I have probably made before, I find funny but most people probably don’t, and I am not sure where it falls on the obscurity scale because I think the ODB is a huge, huge star but that shit was in 1998. That’s 20 years ago. Anyway, it means that I have to do some deep digging to find pictures of Rosie Jones where she is wearing more than a smile. Now, I like her smile but I like to have some variety. Luckily there is some stuff, including some pictures from a Sun article that declares Rosie Jones is wearing, “Raunchy Lace Up Tops” which my dear friend Katherine and I have had a field day with for months now. First of all because raunchy is a hilarious word. Anyone who uses that to describe anything and is being serious is hilariously old fashioned. Second of all, you can pick out the top, it’s the one with laces. It is hilarious to declare anything with laces to be raunchy. Did you know your shoes are often the raunchiest thing you’re wearing? It’s the best. I encourage you to enjoy this new knowledge of the raunchy nature of many pieces of clothes you have. Anyway, Rosie Jones is very attractive and embodies many things I like in women, that being dedication to laces in tops and being British. Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

I just posted Rosie Jones a few days ago and here she is again because sometimes that just happens. This blog can feed itself as someone ends up on my mind because they were on my mind and I had to find pictures to make a post about it and it becomes this cycle. Which means as a scientific experiment this blog is massively flawed. I guess I’ll never get that grant money I started this whole thing for. Oh well. It’s cold here where I am and by cold I mean like stupid fucking cold and usually I’d try to think of a passably clever way to work that in by saying like, here are some hot Rosie Jones pics to warm you cool winter heart or whatever but it’s too cold for that shit.  I only brought it up so I could bitch about how cold it is. It’s really cold. Anyway, here is Rosie Jones who is really hot and I like pictures of her in her underwear I guess cause these are basically almost all picture of her in her underwear. Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

Christmas is almost here and it’s like my Grandma always said, “Nothing says Christmas like boobs”. I agree that’s a wildly inappropriate and inaccurate thing to tell a child but hey, what are you going to do? Old people, amirite?  So because of boobs and the holly jolly cheer they cause, here is Rosie Jones, oh by golly.  Like… she’s really pretty and she looks good in a Christmas sweater.  I sure do hope Santa gets her a new on this year though because it either shrunk in the wash or she out grew it or something, either way, that is not going to keep her warm.  Well, I guess if we don’t get everything we want this year it’s important some people have less.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

I don’t have a lot of time and today has already stretched later than I want it to.  I have to go so I was like, today’s entry will have to be quick.  Somehow that had me settle on Rosie Jones because I am an idiot.  Hey, why don’t you try to find pictures of Rosie Jones where she isn’t completely naked.  Have fun asshole!  It was like I said, “Hey, I’m in a big hurry so I am just going to find and trap a unicorn first, then I can get out of here quickly”.  Anyway, here are unicorn pictures of Rosie Jones, in that she manages to overcome her dreadful shirt related allergy.  Mostly.  Some there are just hands.  Anyway, she is hot, I like British Girls as we all know, so today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

I am not entirely sure how Rosie Jones ended up here today.  I went into this attempting to post someone else and never got to that point, instead I find myself suddenly adding pictures of Rosie Jones.  I mean, it’s not like I blacked out or something I just don’t even remember how I ended up in my Rosie Jones folder.  I guess boobs.  I mean that seems likely, she can be distracting.  I have posited before that she exists as like an MI-5 project to protect classified information.  I had a friend who didn’t even notice Rosie was standing in front of a Union Jack and I guess she has that effect.  If you’re building a secret spy plane just have her stand around the spy plane, no one will notice.  So I guess maybe that same principle is how I went from not posting her to typing this and not really knowing why.  Of course, I also have to dig through so many pictures of her because she is naked in a large number of them so hunting for the non naked pictures takes some effort.  I mean, I realize this is on par with complaining about too much chocolate cake or something but it isn’t easy.  Whatever magic power she has, here she is, because she’s hot.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

I don’t really feel like posting today.  After the tragedy of last night it just seems… I dunno, silly.  So I saw some pictures of Rosie Jones and the were mostly naked because that’s what she does.  It seemed simple enough.  Pretty girl, uncomplicated.  That’s all I wanted today.  Here are some pictures of a pretty girl and I hope they make your day a little better.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

So I had a sex dream last night.  Not about Rosie Jones.  As a matter of fact it was about a person I would largely say I feel no attraction to.   As a matter of fact I twice went to post her today, thinking, well, it does seem what my brain wants, I do keep thinking about that dream and then I go look at pictures and it’s like, man, I am not attracted to this girl at all (I am keeping the name not mentioned just because I didn’t start this blog to start talking about how unattractive people are.  If you really want to know send me an ask).  The mysteries of my brain.  I mean this exact thing doesn’t happen to me all the time, I don’t have that many sex dreams, I am not whole-lies-and-half-smiles.  But like so I am thinking about this and then for some reason Rosie Jones popped into my head.  There is no relation there to anything (well other than the fact that Rosie Jones is a model and whole-lies-and-half-smiles is obsessed with models) but she just popped into my head.  Cause that’s how my brain works.  And the world knows I really like English girls.  So here she is.  And one more point fo rmy brain, I selected the last picture 100% because I have a friend who want her to see those shoes.  And I was like, oh, these shoes, she needs to see these, I think she’ll really like them.  Then I realized I am the only person looking at English Glamour Models going, “But how are her shoes”?  In fairness this is the same brain that tells me at least twice a day, “Don’t be a pussy, you can make that jump easy,” so you know, my brain is a fucking idiot. Irregardless today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

I dunno when the last time I posted Rosie Jones was but it’s been a long time.  I happen to be really attracted to her but it’s one of those out of sight out of mind kinda things.  She doesn’t pop up much given she mainly appears in magazines on the other side of the ocean.  She sure is attractive though.  I mean, obviously, she’s British, we all know that is my thing.  Girls from cold, rainy Islands.  Anyway, she is hot and that’s pretty much the long and short of it today.  I like her because she’s hot.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.

Here is Rosie Jones because she’s on my mind.  Simple, I know.  But she is because… she is.  How that for some tautology.  See, even if I have nothing really to say I can use big words, and use it as an excuse to educate you all.  I seek not just to be lascivious but also illuminated.  Or something. I am just straight up steam of consciousness rambling to be honest because I wanted to kind of avoid my usual joke about being into British women.  I think I was subconsciously concerned about my strange attraction which is why I ended up with pictures of blue fields, white stars, and red and white stripes.  Go America?  Fuck that King George guy, am I right? Yeah!  Well, maybe not because Rosie Jones is pretty hot, so you know, the English are pretty alright for giving us her.  Wow, this entry is a mess, I’m just calling it here guys, I’m done.  Today I want to fuck Rosie Jones.