Pammy's Breasts Wear Silver These Days...

Oh, we're back in the golden age. Well, the silver age, to be more precise. How many of you have missed seeing Pammy don a swimsuit these days? I sure have - and although red was more my color than the thing Pam wears in this photo, I must admit the boob factor is still present - in reasonably large quantities. I mean, this is Pamela Anderson for heaven's sake, the Baywatch siren, the lady with one of the most famous pair of fun bags in the world. It's a good thing to finally see Pammy's body get the attention it deserves - and it's also a great thing to actually see Pammy do what she knows bets - attract attention and just be a really, really fun girl.

I was actually disappointed the other day - you know, when those photos emerged of Pam partying with Hans Klok and that ragged rat Criss Angel - because I could not see her boobs anywhere. I mean yes, there was a plunging neckline somewhere out there that both men (Criss in particular) were staring at with shameless, barely-concealed lust. But that's no match for Pammy's body as we know it - that is, covered in a skimpy bathing suit that can barely conceal her breasts.

But unfortunately, it was curtain call for Pammy and her magician friend (no, not Criss Angel, the other one, the REAL magician), as the series of magic shows in which the former Baywatch chick acted as assistant (called "The Beauty of Magic") was over. But if I may say so, that was a big curtain call. Personally, it left me a bit nostalgic. I mean, whenever I look at Pammy and remember she's 40 and a mother of two, I always feel that time has passed and we've all grown older. You know, I always had this feeling that Pammy's boobs were more than just a nice pair of breasts - they are a landmark in TV history, a symbol of female emancipation and all that - and I'm not even joking.

It was very nice of Pammy and her boobs to give us a curtain call. I just hope she won't go into hiding and start wearing black turtlenecks from now on. And if I may express something of an early (or is it late?) Christmas wish, I do hope Pammy and her new husband are working on that sex tape right now. Not that I really want that (kidding... of course I do!), but I just need some reassurance. The world without Pammy's boobs is such a strange, cold, lonely place...