Here’s a Pussycat Doll, her name is Jessica Sutta and she’s arriving in Sydney for whatever award show is going down there. You may want to google it, since Australia award shows are your fuckin’ passion, but I’m not going to bother because I am lazy and figure if the Pussycat Dolls are there, I don’t really want to be.

She’s wearing some kind of sticker bra/pasties shit which makes no sense because she’s got implants and implants are the 5000 dollar bra that will save you money on bras pretty much paying for themself in the long run, I guess the only explanation is that she’s a cockteasin’ cunt.

Seeing a Pussycat Doll alone throws me off because I realize how ugly they are. It’s like having a threesome with two ugly chicks who combined with a willingness to suck your dick at the same time makes them worth getting hard for, or going to a stripclub on a night when all the girls are uglier than your wife but still worth getting a dance from just for the sake of grabbing new tits to add a new life to your relationship by making you happy your busted up soul mate shares a bed with you every night. Sure bitch is showing off her tight body from all her poledance classes in a pair of tight pants while pretty much posing in a way that makes her look ready and willing for cock, but without her sidekicks, she just looks like a drunk, horny, middle aged girl I’d still fuck when drunk and not so much like a popstar. The real issue is where the fuck the Pussycat Dolls recruit their talent, because it seems to be the same place I go to get laid if I’m willing to pay a little extra.

Either way, her name is Jessica Sutta and she’s in Miami at some music festival promoting something that may be a solo career, or maybe she’s just there to sit on the speaker while the bass is jacked up to remind her of the days she dated a dude with a motorcycle.