Pic This: Stand and Deliver.

It's hard to believe that the 2010 Slam season is officially over.  There was heartbreak and heartwarm (that's a word, right?) over the past nine months and I for one have enjoyed every minute of it.  Ok, maybe not that one night in January, but otherwise, it's been pretty great.  Ok, that one afternoon in May kinda sucked, too. 

Where was I? 

Oh, right.  I realized this afternoon that I never did a proper Pic This entry for the USO.  Shame on me. 

So here we go....

"Wait.  You're not Sam."

Let's not forget the last time you got that close to a pair of lips, Richie.

Don't worry, Gilles.  You got one at home now.

I love how Ana always looks like she's doing a magic trick when she hits her slice backhand. 

Though, I guess it is a magic trick when it actually clears the net.

"Caro finally said yes!"

Zidane FAIL.

Jelena!

Hat!

I almost forgot that the newly-fit Kaia bounced the newly-not-great-at-tennis JJ.  

How come Kim is the only one that does this?  I respectfully request mandatory post-title PDAs be written into next year's rulebook.

You and me both, girl.

 

"So I go to the doctor, and he did the bio... the b... the... the bios... the... b... the "bobopsy." Inside the lump he found teeth and a spinal cord. Yes. Inside the lump was my twin." 

 

Look, I didn't like Caro's dress either, Maria, but you could at least try to poker face it.

I want to be the cheese in this Ed sandwich.

Can we just pause for a second and lament the fact that that show is not on DVD?  WTF???

 

Jesus, you guys, it's JUST A DRESS.  Poker face that shit!  Have some manners!

 

Mikhail Youzhny, World #9.  Word up.

Confession:  I photoshopped out the gigantic schlong.

Blind Courage.

"I'M BALDING!!!!!!!"

Again.  Photoshopped.

"That's my man."

Srdjan Bitchface: For when Nole Bitchface just ain't enough.

Whoa, Kim, whoa.  Step off my lady.

I'm assuming this car has automatic transmission.

No clutch.  Heyo!

Lemon OUT. 

*drops mic* *ear-piercing feedback*