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Remember Would you do... cheerleader Jaclyn? She competed in the WYD Round 3 tournament and made it to the Final Four before being ousted by eventual champion Meghan.

It looks like Jaclyn, who, turns out, has a last name, has parlayed her Would you do... fame into a Web show for the Nets. Below is one of the episodes. You can thank reader Frigidevil for the jerk material. Happy Friday fuckers!

The Chargers Girls would be more successful at Centerfolds

Best part about the Chargers-Colts game Saturday?

Certainly not the game. Manning goes out in the first round again. Sproles to the rescue. Norv Turner somehow does something right. Blah, blah, blah.

But we loved the gratuitous cheerleader shots!

Those cheerleaders...holy cow! Is each one a DD? Many have the fakies! We love the fakies! They'd look so much better with a dollar bill between that cleavage, though.

Our pals at Busted Coverage did the dirty work, grabbing screen shots from NBC's telecast. And you can check out the Charger Girls homepage here.

If Darren Sproles resigns with San Diego, he better have "access" to the girls in his contract. We'd go with Marlina. YOWZERS!

Her bio says she loves animals. We have a chicken that needs choking.

The best thing about the Denver Nuggets

From reader Taylor comes this boner-popping video.



Slow motion and silicone. A match made in Heaven!

On that hot Eagles cheerleader...

My name is Maria and I am a cheerleader for the Eagles. YAY EAGLES!!!

Before I joined the team, I went to Bishop McDevitt High School in suburban Philadelphia. Boys were interested in me since I was 14-year-old because I developed early. I used to have braces and was a tomboy, but the boys still would flirt with me. What can I say, I liked the attention.

My high-school sweetheart was named Sebastian and we dated for a year after high school.

I remember one time going to a party with some of our friends and there were some McDevitt alum there, too. I wasn't much of a drinker at the time, but I had a few Mike's Hard Lemonades and was feeling tipsy. I think some people might have been smoking pot, but it might have just been a skunk.

I told Sebastian I was going to go upstairs and lie down. He said that sounded like a good idea. But a while later, my head was swimming and I had a hard time keeping my eyes open. Sebastian came up and started to stroke my hair. He then put his hand on my leg and started inching his hand up my skirt.

I didn't want my first time to be like this, but he was sooo cute. And I really liked him. He was sooo popular. And cute. Did I mention he was cute?

So I let it happen. In retrospect it probably wasn't a great idea, but Sebastian was so good to me. We recently broke up because I have access to about 50 heat-packing football players. But to this day, I think of him when I'm on the sidelines shaking my early-developers. Maybe he's out there watching, waiting.

By the way, I still like Mike's Hard Lemonade but I also like Sauvignon Blanc.

(KSK with the masturbation material).