The Middle East has all the oil, Europe has all the sophistication, but it is Brazil that has the world's monopoly on hotness, and they are trying to exploit it for our demise.
Just think of all the hours American office workers who are in dire need for a little bit of sunlight and warmth and flesh and a break from the "this is the next Great Depression, put Grandpa Joad in the pickup and let's go pick lettuce" news cycle. What are they doing? They're not crying on their keyboards, they are wasting time at work (for those who still have a job) to look at pictures of hot Brazilians in their underwear. If they're not doing their jobs, they'll lose it to outsourcing to someplace like, oh, Brazil! Is the country so fiendish and still so hurt that we took the gold medal in woman's beach volleyball that they want us to lose every last one of our jobs?!
Anyway, the other day they had their National Underwear Day to, you know, rub their general mocha-colored gorgeousness in our faces and sell some underwear and shit. If you want to see pictures, click on the link, but, if you do, the terrorists win.
· National Underwear Day in Brazil (madeinbrazil.typepad.com)