Miranda Kerr Ripe Funbags Part Deux: The Good Doctor Premiere

I have very few sympathetic bones in my body. When they found Apollonia, my girlfriend's bitchy tabby cat on the losing end of a Fed-Ex truck head-to-head battle, I giggled. Aloud. Hello, couch for two weeks. I mean, seriously, who names their cat, Apollonia?  But I tell you this, I am feeling very sorry for any man, boy, man-boy, or woman-digging-woman who is missing out on Egotastic! today.

Not one, but two separate glimpses of the ridiculously sexy Miranda Kerr and her even bigger, brighter, bolder boobtastic. This second round, from the premiere of The Good Doctor at the Tribeca Film Festival. It's all I can do to keep from strapping on the adult diaper and climbing through this screen to begin a suckling process the likes of which haven't been seen since Romulus and Remus took nourishment from the she-wolf on the banks of the Tiber. Miranda Kerr is either an angel or the devil, or some amazing combination thereof; back your pacemaker batteries up before looking further. And, enjoy.