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October 23, 2006
Hottest mom in America - no, really.
In today's Daily News, reporter Brent Hopkins gets the scoop on the hottest mom in America. You'll recall Brent also spent a day with a Las Vegas showgirl a few months ago, leading me to believe that in a past life he rescued a boatload of nuns and nursed many sick birds back to health.
If there's one message we have to get through to America's moms, it's that just because they spent nine months in various states of discomfort, pushed a watermelon-sized baby out of their bodies, and now chase toddlers around the house for the better part of the day, this is no time to start slacking off about their appearance.
Because deep down in every woman's heart, she knows the minute she lets things slip, Angelina Jolie will steal away her husband, journey to the jungles of Africa, and adopt a befuddled orphan with him.
Now before you write me an angry e-mail, let me clarify two things: 1.) I'm being sarcastic. 2.) I can't read.
So really, you'd be wasting your time.
As for my nominee for hottest mom in America? Country singer Sara Evans. A barn dance never sounded so good.
Posted by Greg Sidor at October 23, 2006 03:13 AM