Pregnant women are gross, but Christina Aguilera is hot and chicks with no underwear are hot. And last night at Amalfi restaurant in Hollywood, those worlds collided. And the result is a day my penis won't soon forgot. I showed him these, and he got very quiet. Then he put on his coat and walked around town, lost in thought, absentmindedly kicking a can down the sidewalk. The he went and fed some ducks at the park. Last I saw him he was at the beach on some rocks, watching the sun go down and trying to figure out what it all means. Should he be turned on? Disgusted? It's times like this we find out what we're really made of, my friends.