Prime time matchup this week, as I guess every week. But unlike say, the UFC, where they pretend the contender is a legit contender, this week's Battle of the Boobtastic features two sets of melons for whom any farmer would secretly slay and bury his neighbor to possess. At least, that's how I imagine farming to be, I've never actually stepped foot outside a city for fear of the moon people.
Mellisa Clarke and Sam Cooke are two silent 'e' name ending beauties with the bosom to match. I'd hate to have to be the one to decide which has the finer rack. So I won't be the one. You will. Mellisa and Sam -- who's ta-ta's reign supreme?