Um, memo to Brit: Please put clothes on.
There's a time in all of our lives where a li'l modesty and coyness might help our collective images. We used to walk around naked when we were 4 years old. Then we realized we were showing our junk and we were 4. We tried this again when we were 19 because frat boys do the strangest things.
Thankfully, it was just a stage. But you Brit, well, we worry. Clothes. Now. Please. And oh with the stripper polls.
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