I admit it. I’ve got a crush.

This is the sort of thing I do when I’m hung over and way short on sleep on a sunday afternoon. I turn on random things on teevee. This is where I hope for a baseball game, or if it’s the right season, a hockey game. But if I get skunked on all that, and I really just can’t get up off the fucking couch, I’ll wander aimlessly around the dial (aside – who actually remembers when teevees had dials and we had to get up to change channels?).

Usually this leaves me with a cooking show, or a documentary. Sometimes even a re-run of American Gladiators, but we’ll talk about that crush later.

Sunday, though, I stopped on a little thing called Xtreme4x4.

Now, I drive a jeep. But there’s really nothing ‘Xtreme‘ about it. I don’t do a lot of actual off-roading (I try, you know, but who has time). I don’t have it heavily customized. Who can afford it, and when most of it’s miles are road miles, what’s the point? But saturday I was out shopping for some nice new tires, and my head was all full of four wheelin’, so when I landed on Xtreme4x4 on Spike TV, my thumb rested on the remote control.

Now, I think this would have held my interest for five, ten minutes. Maybe a whole episode, but maybe not.

Only…

Jessi Combs..

Jessi Combs.

Now, these pictures all suck. The stupid bastards who did the web site think we want pictures of trucks. We don’t care about trucks. We care about Jessi. She’s way, way cuter than that when she’s moving.

She welds. She uses power tools. She customizes trucks. She has tattoos.

I Want Her.