My Not-So-Secret Obsession

Sweet. Holy. God. I'd actually give my left nut to go down on Rachel Ray.

As in, "Seriously. Take my nut. Just lemme down there for a good twenty minutes or so."

I don't even need the skanked-up Rachel Ray. I'll take her just as she is, in all her giggling plain-jane glory. Oven mitts optional.

And you?