28 Imagining What Rogue Would Look Like Naked
What It Is: Long-Standing Account In The Personal Spank Bank
Why It Makes Me Feel Like A Man: One of the watermarks of manliness is sexual hubris, that delusion that hot babes have any interest at all in allowing our penises into their vaginas. That's why guys like me hate that no-talent assclown with an adams apple the size of The Big Apple Ric Ocasek for what he did back in 1989 when he married Paulina Porizkova. We all knew that if Ric wouldn't have married Paulina, we totally would have had a shot at her.
Now, there are those of us stalwarts, however, who took it one step further - those of us who had the serious hots for comic book babes, the pinnacle of which was, at least in the late 80s / early 90s, the X-Man southern bombshell, Rogue. And I'm not talking about the teen-age Anna Paquin version you see in the movies, I'm talking about the chick with the green and yellow spandex so tight on her well-hootered body that you could make out the texture of her ribs. Yeah. If she actually existed, and if she wasn't seeing that slack-jawed swamp jerkoff Gambit, and if prolonged skin contact with her wasn't lethal, she would totally be all over me.