Miranda Kerr is once again in St. Barts for a Victoria’s Secret photoshoot, and this is the very reason why, despite my cunning and lethal skills in hand-to-hand combat, I could never be a spy. If I was captured, all Al-Qaeda would have to do is prance a hot, skinny brunette in boyshorts in front of me and let’s just say you might want to start saying goodbye to your loved ones.
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