Here are some polished, boring, catalog pictures of Miranda Kerr for Victoria’s Secret. I was never the kind of guy who was able to get off to catalog pictures, I’d hate the shitty air brushing of the nipples and bush, and I’d go for National Geographic tribal pics, because it was authentic, but that was in an era before internet, now none of us really have to worry about that shit, but seeing Miranda Kerr in a bikini reminds me that on Spring Break, I’m not out getting drunk and flashed, but sitting in an unheated apartment with a fat wife who I don’t want to see flash anything but her credit card my way…