Got your attention, didn’t I? That, for those of you poor souls shacked up somewhere in your Mommy’s basement – or simply don’t bat on that side of the plate – is the lovely and talented Jenn Sterger. I won’t go off on a case of the verbal runs with Jenn as I’m sure you’ve got a couple other things on your mind. Come on, tell the truth…the first thing you thought of was volleyball, right? Jenn was captured at a Florida State football game a few years back and has shot her way to stardom – and shot is only a relative term here, boys. If you’re looking for more pictures of Jenn – and who the hell isn’t? - simply visit www. JennSterger.com. Or my hard drive.
Ample racks aside – for a minute anyway – have to admit I doubled over in laughter watching that rat Jose Canseco’s recent flush down to Turdsville courtesy the
hands, feet and elbows of Korean ass-kicker Hong Man Choi. The only thing missing was a well-placed Roger Clemons fastball off Canseco’s inflated dome. Stool pigeons rolling over on their buddies deserve such a fate. Karma, baby.
Canseco got his arms the same way Jenn acquired her rack –artificially. Only Jenn did it legally. Oh, and there’s little doubt who looks better.
So with that, welcome to Jocks & Jugs. Stick around, we’ll have a few laughs, pay homage to thy boobage and maybe, just maybe, learn something along the way. But probably not. Well, the learning part anyway.
In the words of the legendary rock band Trooper – well, legendary for those of us up here north of the 49th – we’ re here for a good time, not a long time. Saddle up, grab a pint and plant your ass on a barstool. The stage is yours.
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