Is fucking hot. I mean, she just is. How hot is she? Well, I won’t say, except that she has the same first name as a very close relative of mine (I mean, it’s even spelled exactly the same), and I don’t mind. I mean, that’s how hot she is.
But there’s a thing, though.
Hollywood and I need to come to some sort of agreement regarding hot pictures and sex scenes that I might be interested in.
I think that these should be released when it’s opportune for me to look at them. I mean, Dianna’s scenes in Bare were released the day before a Holiday. I mean, that’s nice and all, but that means I can’t really look at them the next day, because I’ll be spending it with my family, and I don’t want to be thinking about those scenes while I’m doing so.
Dianna has always been kind of a problem in this regard. I mean, I’ll never forget the day that she put the censored topless pic of herself on her twitter. That was a good day. Unfortunately, though, I saw the pic right after I got home, which means that I didn’t have time to actually use it until after supper, and, wouldn’t you know it, that was the day that my parents chose to have a long, in-depth discussion of the family finances with me right after dinner. So the whole time I was sitting there and absorbing all of this financial info, I had Dianna’s pic in the back of my mind, and it was taunting me. I swear to God, it was actually taunting me.
And she’s done similar things on other occasions, too. And, to be frank, I’d rather not even say about those.
So… we need to come to some sort of agreement, here.