On Television...
There are, at best, four channels I watch on TV - Food Network, Comedy Network, History and Discovery.
Three of the four of those channels I would not be surprised if a breast or two was shown, after all, it's not unheard of for History to show movies with nudity, nor is it unheard of for Discovery to show footage of tribeswomen uninhibited by contemporary western society walking around topless, and Comedy doesn't need an excuse for boobs.
But Food Network is the last place I'd expect to see breasts that weren't poultry-based. However, see them I have. And not just an accidental Nip-Slip by Giada Di Laurentiis, no, I'm talking full-on peep show boobs.
Gordon Ramsay, on Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmare, took the owner of a Parisian vegetarian restaurant and her father to La Moulin Rouge to watch the dancers. And there was much tit.
So much tit.
It propels Mr. Ramsay to the #1 spot on my "Most Badass Chefs on the Food Network" list, surpassing Alton "Wolfman" Brown and yes, even the Master himself, Sakai Hiroyuki.
Mr. Ramsay, I salute your amalgamation of food, cursing, football references, irrational hatred of the French and love of breasts.
Well done, sir. Well done.
Three of the four of those channels I would not be surprised if a breast or two was shown, after all, it's not unheard of for History to show movies with nudity, nor is it unheard of for Discovery to show footage of tribeswomen uninhibited by contemporary western society walking around topless, and Comedy doesn't need an excuse for boobs.
But Food Network is the last place I'd expect to see breasts that weren't poultry-based. However, see them I have. And not just an accidental Nip-Slip by Giada Di Laurentiis, no, I'm talking full-on peep show boobs.
Gordon Ramsay, on Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmare, took the owner of a Parisian vegetarian restaurant and her father to La Moulin Rouge to watch the dancers. And there was much tit.
So much tit.
It propels Mr. Ramsay to the #1 spot on my "Most Badass Chefs on the Food Network" list, surpassing Alton "Wolfman" Brown and yes, even the Master himself, Sakai Hiroyuki.
Mr. Ramsay, I salute your amalgamation of food, cursing, football references, irrational hatred of the French and love of breasts.
Well done, sir. Well done.