I distinctly remember a time when I would’ve shot my parents in the face for a chance to go down on Cindy Crawford, so it’s kinda depressing seeing her now that she’s 41. She looks nothing like the picture I had in my wallet. In fact, nothing in these pictures is how I imagined it back in 1993. That yacht doesn’t look like my dorm room. Cindy doesn’t look like she’s wearing stilettos and a cop hat. And I bet that yacht doesn’t even have H-Town’s “Knocking Da Boots” on repeat. Frankly, I don’t even know why I even bothered to look at these.
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