Most of the Elizabeth Hurley Google News Alerts that fly across my desktop now-a-days have to do with the fact that Liz is planning to wear 13 dresses on the occasion of her 4-day wedding which is taking place in England and India.
Depressing? Yes. But a bit of happier news occasionally pops up.
Such as Ms. Hurley's appearance at Elle magazine's 21st birthday party...
The amount of force that's bearing on that tiny little clasp must be enormous. I can't even imagine the mathematics you would use to calculate the stress levels. Perhaps there's a subset of quantum physics devoted to Elizabeth Hurley's breasts I should be studying?
My back is feeling much better now, as I am able to make it through the day without getting drugged up.
I suppose that means I should stop taking the painkillers.
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energy = mass x boobage squared
I’m happy that you feel better.
Sorry but I can’t help you. I like maths but I studied Management Science. I just can calculate her big-budget for her wedding !!! 😉
I am wondering how exactly you went from Liz Hurley’s breasts to your back feeling better.
If they’re related, I don’t wanna know about it. 🙂
(But, glad you feel batter all the same)
Mmmmmm….Elizabeth Hurley. I wish I was pain free. You suck.
So if the champagne glass really was modeled after Marie Antoinette’s breast, I wonder what kind of glass…
I dunno, but Dave’d probably be drinking *something* out of it all… day… long…
There’d probably be Jell-o puddings in another dozen on-call in the fridge at all times. And there’d be another case of ’em scattered randomly around his pad, filled with different kinds of tropical fish, Sea Monkies, mini Zen gardens. Oh and another set in scaled wonder to play by wetting your fingers and running them around the rims…
OK – I’ll stop now. 🙂
Wonder if she likes Banana Splits? 😉
Personally I think that clasp would look much better with a little Dave face on it or on the floor at the foot of my bed. Either way.
i couldn’t help but keep looking at the clasp keeping the girls together. then i read your entry and laughed. she does have good looking boobies.
glad to hear your back is doing better.
That could brighten up any day.
Brandon-Just so long as it’s either or. I think that if the clasp had Dave’s face on it and was on your floor, there could be the potential for really scary dreams. Just sayin’.
When one is considering the amount of force being placed on a clasp such as the one in question, the force of gravity cannot be ignored.
Agreed, e=mb squared. But we’re not wondering about the amount of energy, we want to know the amount of necessary force.
As such, let’s turn to Mr. Newton:
F=G((m1m2)/r2), where m1 is the boobs, m2is the gawker(s), and r is the distance between the two masses. G is the gravitational constant, and is only subject to increase proportionately to the amount of alcohol consumed (which is why people fall down more when they’re drunk).
To put this into real-world terms: The greater the number of people there are gawking at Liz’s boobs, and the closer to her boobs that they are, multiplied by the amount of alcohol that Liz has had to drink, the more likely it is that the force exerted on the clasp will exceed the force of adhesion the the clasp exerts upon the fabric. Which, or course, means: free boobs for all!
Glad to be of help.
I’d say you’re a dirty boy, but then I’d smell your new desserts in the shower and know that’s not true!
I refuse to comment on the grounds that I may incriminate myself.
Elizabeth looks awfully mean in that third shot.
i really like ur blog
very creative! hehehe and sure funny!
hurleys boobs! that poor clasp, well im not sure its actually poor ;p probably just enjoying the view up there.
oh and im glad ur feeling better.