Breasts.

Breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts.

Breasts.

Breasts, breasts, breasts.

Breasts!

Breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts, breasts!

Breasts, breasts, breasts.

Breasts, breasts!

Breasts.

There. Now, if Ann Outhouse wants to accuse someone of using breasts to drive traffic to a blog, let her accuse me!

It's a shame about BoobGate, because Terrance has a more interesting point to make, but except for one noteworthy outbreak of vileness it seems to have been (uh-huh, uh-huh) overshadowed by Jessica's breasts.

(Title shamelessly stolen from Ann.)