British “glamour model” Jodie Marsh, who you might remember from such hits as “nipple belt” and “tie without shirt,” has taken a sudden interest in body building. The Daily Mail says

With her toned arms and the rippling muscles in her back, she looked completely different to her former glamour model self. The 30-year-old has dropped three dress sizes from a size 12 to a 6/8, [and she plans] to shed another half a stone and build up even bigger muscles.

Her routine consists of… [meeting with] her trainer two to three times a week, using a Swiss ball and doing free weights for an hour in total, and “sex and dancing in nightclubs.”

Sorry, Toady Jodie, but you don’t get guns like those just from having a lot of sex. If that were the case, I’d be the Incredible fucking Hulk^* by now. Abby angry! Abby smash!

_{* That’s assuming “sex with yourself” qualifies here.}

New Magazine photo shoot:

We Yanks might not know who Jodie Marsh is, but my fellow Brits will “recognise” her as that skank with the fake tits that managed to make a fucking belt look slutty. Anyway, she showed up at the “Daylight Robbery” premiere yesterday in this classy little number. It’s a sad commentary when a spandex/jersey knit unitard cut to the navel is an improvement on your last outfit. Of course, I use the term “improvement” loosely. It’s an improvement the way being constipated is an improvement on explosive diarrhea, or the way one lazy eye is an improvement on two lazy eyes. That is, negligible and likely to make your asshole chap. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, mates!