Probably the most important part, if not the sole purpose, of the entire music industry is to find hot bitches to star in music videos. Which is why I assume Marisa Miller was at the Grammys last night. On that note, I’m launching an expedition to find out where exactly her legs end. It should take roughly three weeks and require all my skill and cunning. — And your car. I swear I won’t drive this one into a ravine and say it was possessed by Indian ghosts angered by my white skin.
Which it was.