Afternoon wood

This afternoon I happened to flip on Channel 10 while making myself an afternoon snack. I was greeted with a pleasant surprise: a bunch of hot, early-20's chicks wearing tight, cleavage-revealing tank tops. Now, never mind the show's occult storyline, obviously a ploy by the liberal media to diminish the last vestiges of organised religion, afternoon television has finally delivered what men everywhere wanted: scantily-clad young female eye-candy, delivered with a barely adequate storyline so as not to distract from the hotness, yet sufficient to draw attention away from the presence of our hands wrapped around our throbbing cocks.