Jennifer Lawrence vs. Taylor Cole JMDD.
Result: Lookout; words: simgrrl
Lawrence: 25yo, 5'9”, 135# [36C] vs Cole: 31yo, 5'8”, 131# [34B]

Before: Cole changing things up - out of necessity she says. Experts divided on whether her ploy will pay dividends... or just cause her more frustration. But Taylor's already taken two shots at Lawrence - in 2014 and again 2015. Both times the shot “missed the mark” and she's 0-2 against a young woman generally considered a rising star. Cole's camp sees the 'writing on the wall' so they're thinking 'outside the box' by making their third challenge to Lawrence a JMDD fight. It could be Cole's last chance to finally establish herself above Lawrence in the lightweight pecking order!

Cole's a willing, scrappy, fighter but she has had no JMD experience. Still, there's no denying her toughness, so it's not a terrible idea - at least in theory. Lawrence is younger and she's been in a third the fights Cole has. JMD records being what they are, neither has any recorded JMD experience, so that's a wash. And experienced JMDers can't agree how much - if at all - breast size really matters. Those with smaller breasts generally say they suffer more from direct impacts than bigger breasted women do. Those with 'D' and larger, on the other hand, are convinced they experience more pain when they get punched. With no empirical evidence, there's no way to convince either camp. Maybe it all depends on the angle of the punch and the pain threshold of the recipient!

In this fight, size won't matter as they're close in all size metrics. One indicator could be, however, that Jennifer Lawrence has her own 'Boobpedia' presence while Cole isn't even on their radar. Evaluate that bit of trivia as you will!

In December, Lawrence was the #6 lightweight; Cole #22. But that was mainly because J-Law went 5-2 last year - losses to 180 pound Robyn Lawley and a title fight w/champ Odette Yustman. Neither harmed her reputation. Cole admittedly struggled in 2015 - though in her defense, one loss was to Lawrence and two to perennial top tier Yvonne Strahovski. Not so bad for Cole either!

Cole surprisingly confident for a woman who's faced J-Law twice, and has two loses to show for it. But despite that, she feels she knows her opponent well now. “I saw things back in 2014 I thought I could take advantage of, but she got on top early and I never really got a chance to execute my plan. In 2015 the same things were still there, and that time I did a much better job with the openings she gave me. Not enough, but better than '14. From the video we've studied, she really hasn't progressed... many of the same flaws that were there before are still evident.”

“And with the upheaval in her stable recently.... fired coaches, trainers quitting and the like... you wonder who's in charge? I can't imagine she's any better with Theron, Ryan and Bell to look up to! Gee, I HOPE she's getting advice from Charlize! I smacked that blond bytch down last time we fought. If she's showing the kid the ropes, Lawrence may have REgressed! But don't think I don't know this fight IS HUGE for me. I drop a third fight to that bimbo and it's a long way back from wherever I land in the next ranking.”

Lawrence showing all the cocky, confidence of youth. She's been on a roll since she burst on the scene in 2011 with a series of 'smokers' and independent bouts that got the attention of management. She's always been colorful and today is no exception. “I hear Cole yapping about 'openings' and 'mistakes' and how I'm not 'developing'. Well, Taylor, I see you thought I'd developed enough to get you thinking about JMDing with me. I can't imagine how that's gonna work out for you! Don't forget, I own your sorry, flat-chested self,” she chuckled, her own upholstery jiggling under a half-unbuttoned blouse.

“As for rankings, they'll take care of themselves. There's nothing I can do about rankings except win fights. Last time I looked, Taylor Cole was waaaay below me and, to be honest, I think she looks great right where she is! Last time someone asked me if I'd JMD someone, I wasn't sure how to answer. Next time, I'll be able to look 'em in the eye and say.... 'Just look at what we did to Cole'.”

Lawrence looking big and youthfully fleshy in a snug baby blue bikini, white gloves with her bare feet taped MMA style; her long blonde hair held back from her cherubic face by a baby blue sweatband. Cole in a midnight black hipster bikini, raven black hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, black gloves, black knee socks and black hi-top shoes. She cuts a menacing figure striding purposefully to the ring, her flowing black robe gaping open in front...looking a bit like a medieval monk going to an inquisition... or an execution!

Dignitaries ringside include Stephanie McMahon sitting among the three newest “Fighting Academy” girls, Leah Dizon, Hailee Steinfield and Alicia Vikander. Vikander and Steinfield getting early exposure to JMD, while Dizon has seen a few in Great Britain (where 'pressing the flesh' is considered to be almost 'de rigueur' in certain, polite, boxing circles). If Cole needed any additional pressure, having three of her stables newest, most impressionable, young fighters watching could do it!

Torrie Wilson working Taylor's corner with their new lightweight, Rachele Brooke Smith. Jeri Ryan and Charlize Theron on duty supporting the Academy's hot young superstar, Lawrence.

During R1: Cole bounding out of her corner eager impress by taking advantage of all the “openings” she brazenly hyped in prefight. Apparently she missed one because she's caught by a straight right from J-Law that stops Taylor dead in her tracks! The women trade meaningfully at mid-ring with Lawrence targeting Cole's core while Taylor's jugg-mugging right from the jump! Lawrence takes three... four... THEN A FIFTH hard right to that supple left breast, Cole just rearing back and pounding, pounding, pounding it in to whoops of delight from her corner!
J-Law in too much pain, backs off and gives her teary eyes a quick swipe with her forearm as she circles - away from Cole's jugg-mugging right hand! Jen shrugging her left shoulder, shaking her left arm, jiggling her throbbing breasts trying to shake off the pain in her left pecs. Cole stalking, cutting off the ring, giving Lawrence little choice but re-engagement. Both turn into right hands; both land; both hurt. They clinch, body on body; thick, heavy-handed, bludgeoning blows on the inside.
Neither with an advantage; both getting plenty of reasons she'd want to be somewhere else! Neither able to be the first to back up, so when the bell finally rings, they're still pressed together, jug-on-jug, at center ring swapping body shots. In the final analysis, Cole wins the round by a razor thin margin!

R2: Lawrence and Ryan chatting between rounds, Jeri demonstrating something with the left hand while Theron uses her butt to block the view of Cole's seconds. Cole looking confident after a solid first, Jen a bit wary of Cole's right; both engaging at mid-ring and again, Taylor drives that right in under Jen's left breast! J-Law backing out, shaking her chest, nodding as Ryan yells to her when they circle past her corner. Lawrence raising her left hand - which she tends to drop on occasion, and Cole finds it takes more work to get to J-Law's chest, although a right feint, left hook opens a path to Jen's rightside JMD and puts a look of consternation on the young Oscar-winning actresses face!
Lawrence eschewing defense, going on the attack and has success as her left hook-right cross-left uppercut, three punch combination catches Cole mid-stride and off balance and J-Law hammers her backward to the ropes. It's Jennifer's turn to take some rack and she does it with gusto and her revenge is sweet! Cole's breasts are hardly JMD caliber, but (like Theron, Lively and other 'small girls') they hurt as much, or more, when hit and J-Law hits 'em over and over as Taylor can't get off the ropes. After softening up Cole's upper works, Jen makes an investment in her abs as well, giving Cole's mid-section some long overdue attention.
Again, Taylor up-tempos in the closing minute of the round, but this time Lawrence has the antidote; the left hook Jeri Ryan preached between rounds. With Cole bouncing on her toes right in front of her, J-Law steps in and turns her hips, putting most of her weight behind a short, crisp, picture-perfect, left hook that crashes into the right side of Taylor Cole's chin. Cole's knees unhinge and she sprawls backward on her butt, bouncing once before settling and rolling back on her shoulders, her feet flying up. Lawrence almost as surprised by the flash knockdown as Cole, but she's mentally in a better place and nimbly steps over Cole's legs on her follow-thru and jogs to a neutral corner to enjoy the count out! Unfortunately, there is no count out. Cole rolls over and gets to all fours well before the referee reaches ten and she's upright and clear-eyed in plenty of time to resume.
J-Law rushes in to finish and lands three consecutive, unanswered, punches before the bell. Cole relaxes back against the ropes as Jen spins away, arms raised to jiggle back to her corner where she's met by a proud Jeri Ryan and a grinning Charlize Theron. Cole slouches back to her corner, the right side of her face red from Jen's punch, the rest of her face red with embarrassment at being caught so clean for a one-punch knockdown. She's nods in response to something and tells Torrie, “I know better; you don't have to say it.” And J-Law takes this round - wide!

R3: Lawrence's body language entirely changed from second round to third; surprising what success can do to a girl! For the first time in the fight, Cole's unable to lay a glove on J-Law's 'lovely ladies' in the first minute of a round. J-Law keeps popping Taylor's face with her jab as she circles left toward Cole's right, controlling it by keeping her left in Taylor's face and chopping the right often enough Cole has to be aware of it and respect the threat. It's all working for about ninety seconds, but Cole stays patient, and she's rewarded midway with one of the openings she kept talking about. Jen drops her left - just briefly - but it's long enough for Cole to power a straight right to the head that hurts Jen!
Taylor pounces: left hook, right cross, left hook, left hook. Lawrence reeling back into the corner turnbuckles as Cole lands once to her chin, twice to her right breast and once again to the swollen left! J-Law hurt and Cole's not through with her. Lawrence desperately clinching up high, so Cole pounds paunch for a couple, then when Jen has to relinquish the clinch to protect her core, Taylor pancakes that exposed left breast with still another right! J-Law back to the clinch; her head on Cole's left shoulder, her right breast hugged protectively into Cole's cleavage where it's safe for the moment. Her face turned out, fans on that side of the ring can see her tears as she wraps her arms around Taylor's neck, holding her as tight as a military wife seeing her soldier off to combat.
Referee lets the hugging go on for a while, but when Lawrence seems unwilling - and Cole unable - to break apart, he takes their chests into his own hands and pushes them apart...although Jen hangs on as long as she can! Still, once she's separated, fire replaces the tears in Jennifer Lawrence's eyes and she throws herself into a whirlwind attack! Cole, totally not expecting this response, gets shellacked by two, three and then a fourth punch. Now it's Lawrence chasing Cole across the ring, slamming lefts and rights to her head. Most of them glancing blows with Cole retreating, but the sheer volume of punches doesn't give Cole a chance to set herself or hit back. When Taylor's back hits the strands, J-Law bellies up to her, chest-on-chest, and pounds away at her belly and bosom with both hands. Cole ear-muffing, then switches to a peek-a-boo defense as she is content to let Lawrence punch herself out against her forearms, elbows and shoulders. That's how the round ends, with Cole cowering against the ropes as Lawrence wails away futilely, accomplishing little in the way of damage. Still, J-Law wins round on points (close) with her finishing 'kick'.

R4: Twenty seconds in, Cole's short right becomes an elbow plunged into J-Law's left breast that draws a bleat of pained protest as Lawrence almost spits out her mouthpiece! Crashing overhand left hook rocks the blond back to the ropes where Cole sets up, chug-chug-chuging uppercuts into the delicate undersides of Lawrence's bulging puppies. The rattled, red-faced, youngster wraps her arms around Cole's neck and head trying to force a clinch but Cole works her fists up and down Lawrence's torso, putting a second elbow to that left boob when the ref's vision is obstructed. Lawrence cheeks puffing out, lower lip quivering as her proud prow is getting a real JMDD workout by the 'Texas Tornado'!
With the 'opening' Cole's longed for at hand, she takes her time humbling Jen's rack in typically methodical fashion - bracing the young blonde hand on shoulder to frame her targets; delivering short, muscular, hard-hearted, boob bashing shots with either hand. Taylor pancaking away, 'massaging' that youthfully-firm-yet-yielding breast tissue as a shell-shocked Lawrence sobs and groans with each impact as she blindly hangs on; right arm draped loose over Taylor's left shoulders in lazy - futile - attempts at tying her up. Jen's given up offense, her left glove cupping her aching left breast to support it and keep it from further harm. Cole makes her point - working those proud Oscar-winning jugs just because they're there and available for the taking - and Cole takes them....both....big time! This may be a huge psychological turning point in the Cole-Lawrence relationship dynamic as the wily veteran brunette takes what she wants and young ingenue simply doesn't have what it takes to stop her!
At the bell!! It's a cherry-cheeked J-Law openly and unabashedly weeping copious tears as she stumbles into her corner and collapses in Jeri Ryan's arms; her once proud fleshy bosom having been dominated, abused, humbled, and... as Cole can now truthfully brag... “owned”!

R5: Lawrence's corner working frantically; Ryan trying to calm her, wiping away tell-tale tears. Theron does what she does best, icing down another battered Academy bosom. It's not often you see 'Endswell' applied inside a girls top, but if any breasts ever need it, Jennifer Lawrence's do! Oh, the advantages of youth... Lawrence up at the bell, stepping out bravely, her left glove at her chest, right hand cocked. Cole tries to pick up where she left off last round (i.e., in J-Law's top) but Jen's made a few changes and her left breast isn't as easily available. After four rounds of abuse, it must welcome the peace and quiet of.... oops! Spoke too soon.... Cole hammers that left puppy again and Lawrence's face can't hide the fact - that that one hurt!
But instead of running away to her right, Lawrence steps into Cole's right hand, muffling it and blunting her ability to get momentum into it. J-Law working her left - stuffing it under Cole's right elbow, or over her shoulder to smack her upside the head. Neither particularly hurtful, but it's a refreshing change for Jen to be throwing instead of taking, she's slowly working her way back into her comfort zone.
Middle minute is a confusing swirl of back and forth with, first one, then the other, seizing the initiative only to lose it back. Lawrence showing resilience, fighting hard the round after getting her tits handed to her in the fourth! She's not dominating by any means, but neither is she being dominated. And in spots she's getting the better of Cole who may have punched herself out last round.. or perhaps she got away from her game plan and is having trouble getting back on track.
Jen really doesn't care about Cole's problems, because she's got plenty of her own. Down the stretch Cole picks up the tempo and manages to get back on Lawrence's left breast with the second half of a left hook (head) uppercut right to her 'special' target! Lawrence's body visibly slumps as Cole's hard right lands right on 'pointy' and the look on J-Law's face says volumes about how it bothers her! Cole takes over from there, putting her forehead in Jen's face and pump-pump-pumping a rapid-fire blur of short 'paunch-killers' that leave Lawrence gasping and wheezing at the bell. Fast finish by Cole gets her the points (again close) in what had early on looked like it could turn into Lawrence' round...if only J-Law could have kept up her attack just a little longer.

R6: Cue Lawrence comeback! Stern talking to by Ryan and Theron; veteran duo tag-team the youngster, one berating, the other with cold packs on her puppies, then swap if one needs to breathe or warm icy hands. Tactics pay dividends early with Lawrence looking more and more like her old self, moving with confidence after weathering Cole's mid-fight leather storm. Left jab popping Cole's face with authority, snapping back to protect the left breast Taylor's so enamored with before Cole can exploit it. Cole a little reckless early, her desire to replay the “good times” taking her down a road she might be better off avoiding. And there it is! Cole over-reaches the right trying for J-Law's bosom leaves herself open for a counter left hook! Cole's knees buckle as Lawrence gets all of her jaw, but just not quite enough to shut down Cole who, after staggering, retreats in good order, taking her hits, but keeping her wits and not making any mistakes. Lawrence - like many young fighters - much better attacking than defending and this round is a perfect example. On a roll, J-Law's a completely different fighter; her jab is crisp and quick, her right hand packs power that was lacking when she threw if off balance or in retreat. But now, she's punching going forward, leaning into Cole and drilling....the brunette. Cole thrown back on her heels, struggling to regain the momentum she'd lost but just can't get back in gear. Lawrence dictating with the authority of a Wall Street CEO and Cole? Taylor's like a mousy little brunette secretary, sitting on the bosses lap taking whatever he gives her!
Jennifer's feeling the same kind of rush she felt in her first two fights with Cole, that “tingle” she gets when she knows she has another woman at her mercy and there's nothing the poor girl can do about it! A left hook to the liver takes Taylor's breath away and J-Law can see from the twisted grimace on Cole's face that she's hurt. Left jab, setting up the right...
SMACK! Cole's knees buckle and she's forced to do the one thing she hates...show weakness by grabbing Lawrence and clutching onto her to stay on her feet. It's the worst moment of the fight for Taylor; feeling the heat and sweat of Jennifer's bosom rubbing on hers as they squirm belly-to-belly.
“UNGH!” Another drilling left, this one just below her belly button and, again, her knees almost give way. Jen can feel Taylor's gloves gripping her shoulders and she tries to shrug her off, knowing she'll fall....but she can't. At this point, she's too tired and battered to muster the strength. So she keeps punching from her hips, pummeling Taylor's tummy with either hand.
Finally, the referee steps in to part them and as soon as he's clear, J-Law leaps at Cole, hammering her above her left ear with an overhand right. Taylor falls back into the ropes, her right arm catching the middle strand, barely keeping her knees off the canvas. Lawrence's left is already in mid-swing when the referee pulls her back and Cole can feel the breeze as it whistles past her nose. Pushing J-Law back, the referee sends her to the other side of the ring and gives Taylor Cole a 'standing eight'!
Cole hates that Lawrence gets the satisfaction of seeing her in this state, but she knows the referee doubtless saved her from a KO. She leans on the ropes, calming herself and sucking air until the count is “EIGHT” then holds up her gloves and nods when she's asked if she can continue. Lawrence charges in behind a 'go home' right, but Cole manages (somehow. Later she won't recall just how) she turns her head at the last second and J-Law's fist goes over her shoulder. At this point, Cole knows survival is preferable to pride and again wraps her arms around Lawrence's torso and lays her head on Jennifer's shoulder with her hands locked behind Lawrence's back. Jen thumps and thuds her in the ribs several times before the bell rings. Cole escapes - but J-Law gets the points (wide)!

R7: To describe the scene in Cole's corner as 'hectic' as Torrie tried to rehabilitate her girl and Rachele Brooke Smith stood by looking lost, would be unfair to “hectic” because it looked worse. Wilson couldn't find whatever it was she needed and she spent more time trying to instruct “the new girl” than if she'd just gone down to get it (whatever it was) herself. In the long run, it really didn't matter!
As soon as the bell rang, Lawrence was up and striding across the ring determined to finally put an end to her torment at Cole's hands. She almost took Cole's head off with another whip snapping left hook, and while Taylor's cranium remained attached to her shoulders, that's about all you could say for it! Cole recoiled back and almost sat back down on her stool which Smith was tardy pulling.
Lawrence loaded up the right and WHAM! slammed it squarely into the center of Taylor Cole's chest. It used to be called a 'heart punch' because if it were hard enough, it had the potential to stop a fighter's heart. This time it just knocked Cole back to the ropes again. She rebounded back into Lawrence and had to clinch again to give herself a chance to catch her breath! They waltzed around a few moments, then J-Law got her hands free, put them on Cole's shoulders and shoved! Taylor planted her back foot, stopping her backward motion, and leaned into a low right to PANCAKE J-Law's left breast... again! Jen's hands dropped to her chest and her mouth opened in agony. Before a sound came out, Cole's left hook was on the way and crashed into Jennifer's chin, snapping her mouth shut and turning out her lights! Lawrence's body went rigid, then toppled straight over backward. She cratered into the canvas in a cloud of rosin dust, and lay there...sprawled flat on her back; hands on her breasts; her still right leg stretched out; her left knee lifting, falling back, lifting, falling, lifting, falling. Except for that and her chest rising and falling with her breathing, she wasn't moving!
LAWRENCE CAN'T BEAT THE COUNT!
Taylor Cole pulls the upset, beating a woman who'd twice knocked her out, then bragged, 'I own Cole.' But with her stunning - and very emphatic - KO7 stretching of Jen Lawrence, Taylor Cole has sent a strong message...'I'm not going away!'

After, it's JMDD time: Pandemonium! Nobody saw this kind of finish coming. Cole calls Vikander and Steinfield to join her in the ring for their first up-close and personal view of a JMDD postfight celebration. But Taylor is nothing if not a realist and, better than most, she understands that she doesn't have the 'equipment' to do the standard JMD. Anyway, she has something better in mind: if you can't prove your juggs superiority to your opponent's, show her juggs are inferior.

So after issuing her “invitation” Taylor sheds her gloves, tugs at her bikini top a few times to “set the mood” then turns and SPRINTS across the ring, launching herself at Lawrence feet first! J-Law, slumped and barely semi-conscious on her stool, never sees it coming. At the last second, Cole spreads her legs wide and crashes down onto Lawrence's lap. Taylor's hard, flat, abs slam into Lawrence's belly while her firm little B-cup breasts make J-Law's “full C's” flatter'n Aunt Jemima pancakes!

Before Lawrence can get a breath, Taylor has her arms wrapped around her head, two handfuls of wet, sweaty, hair in her fists, and Jen's red face pulled deep into what (on Cole) passes for cleavage. At ringside, Jeri Ryan and Charlize are on their feet protesting - and arguing with each other. As usual, the two blondes can't agree whether or not to do something, or if so...what? While they dither and fuss like an old married couple, Lawrence's oxygen runs out and her still engloved hands which had slapped Cole's butt cheeks a few times, stopped pitty-patting and dropped limp to her sides!

And Cole's only just getting started!

Vikander and Steinfield stand mouths agape as Cole rips down Lawrence's bikini top, stands and backs up, then drags Lawrence's limp body off her stool by the hair and slams her tits down on the mat at their feet - Vikander leaping back like she's scared she might catch whatever it is Lawrence has that makes Cole so angry and upset! Taylor grabs the seat of Jennifer's bikini bottom, her fingers thru both of the leg holes, bunches it up with both hands, then lifts Jen's hips off the mat and drags J-Law, bumping and scuffing her naked breasts along the canvas, out to center ring where she drops her on her belly. J-Law's supple butt cheeks ripple and jiggle as her body settles, her now unsupported breasts spreading and bulging out from under her chest under her arms.

Cole crooks a finger at the two youngsters and calls them closer as she bends over Jen and tells Hailee to take Jen's left arm, Alicia Jen's left ankle. She has them flip her over onto her back and when they do, Jen's bare breasts flop to the side and jiggle around on her chest like two bowls of Jell-o until they come to rest as she lays spread-eagled. Taylor hi-fives the youngsters, then starts to point out to them all the flaws she sees in Jen's exposed, soft, breasts. Next, she pinches Jen's left nipple and pulls up, stretching the supple young flesh while looking like she can barely stand to touch it except with her thumb and forefinger.

“Go on, touch it, it won't bite,” she tells Vikander. The young actress carefully uses with the tip of her index finger to poke an indent into the soft, smooth, flesh. “Well?” Taylor asks.

Vikander, finally starting to understand the game, willingly plays along. She wrinkles her nose, makes a frowny face and shakes her head. “Ewwww, that's not a very good one.”

Taylor lifts her own top, putting her firm, perky, tanned bosom on proud display. “What about these?” she asks Hailee.

Steinfield reaches up tentatively to touch them, then cups the small, firm, breasts in both hands, sighs theatrically and rubs her cheeks on them as she and gushes toward the ringside cameras and microphones, “OH my GAWD! These are, like, some freakingly awesome hot boobies! Boy, I hope Lawrence's will be this good when she grows up!” Then all three of them bust out laughing.

Cole borrows Vikander's cellphone and starts taking selfies of herself poking, groping, and pinching Lawrence's bare breasts while making faces showing she disapproves of the 'quality' when she sees Ryan and Theron coming to the ring to put a stop to it. Seems they finally reached a consensus

Vidander, being no dummy, grabs her cellphone first, then Hailee, then they head for the safety of their corner where Torrie Wilson and Rachele Brooke Smith can provide 'support' in case of trouble. Cole glares at Theron, daring her to try and stop her; then she looks down at Lawrence. There's still work to be done. It's a close call as to which she wants more - to cold-cock Theron (again) or continue playing with her long-time nemesis Lawrence. But it's Ryan's presence that tips the balance in favor of “sensible” over “reckless.”

With a heavy sigh of outraged disappointment, Cole turns and does a slow, sexy, catwalk back to her corner, looking back seductively over her shoulder to make lingering eye contact with the HOF blonde to be sure Charlize sees her shaking her ass. Cole walks away thinking, 'Now that I got the Lawrence monkey off my back, maybe it's time to give old Charlize's puppies another workout, that's always a lot of fun.'

But Ryan and Theron aren't there to fight. They cover Lawrence's exposed bosom, lift her to her feet and support her between them as they drag/carry her from the ring and down the steps into the aisle. The three humbled Academy women retreat to the locker room where they'll join Lindsay Lohan and the rest of the stable for the Academy's usual pity party and 'what-if-a-thon.' It's not been a good night for Ginny's girls!

In the immediate aftermath of both the fight, and the controversial JMD show she put on, Cole will have to answer a whole lot of questions - including one she probably never thought anyone would ask her, “Will you do more JMDD bouts or was this a 'one time thing'?”

Her immediate answer was one, she'd admit later was, “Regrettable” but it's the one that got all the play in the press and on the Internet: “I'd love to do the same to Theron. For a second I thought I'd get the chance tonight, but she wimped out... as usual.”
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