TWPH: Madonna’s Vagina

Ok, so all this talk about Arod and Madonna knockin boots has taken over every celeb-blog, late night TV show and morning drive radio program. While at first I was interested in it all, I have quickly grown tired of having my selfish little life’s routine thrown for a loop so that the media can cover some affair between baseball’s most overpaid player and the world’s most “soooo yesterday” singer. I mean, honestly, its not like we’re talking Marilyn Monroe banging JFK here, this is a baseball player (for anyone that does not know this, athlete wives are merely a hat rack to their husbands….something good to throw shit on when you are at home) having an affair with Madonna (a singer who put out a sexually explicit movie, wore cones on her breasts and who I’m betting has had as many wieners up her hu-ha as Jenna Jameson has). Come on people, give it a rest. I am so sick of Madonna’s vagina ruining my daily celeb blog reading, late night TV show watching and my morning dose of f’ing Ryan Seacrest. Please Madonna’s vagina, I am talking to you, close up shop and let the cobwebs form like they are meant to.