And would you expect anything else? Well, maybe, yes. Maybe if we were dealing with a man who actually had scruples and was entirely remorseful about cheating on a woman who was too good for his dumb ass to begin with, yes. It might be kind of surprising. But this is Ashton Kutcher, here; Ashton Kutcher, who cheated on Demi Moore on a damned wedding anniversary that wasn’t even spent together because of “conflicting schedules,” or as I like to call it “skanked-up booty calls in schmaltzy hotel rooms.”
These photos show Ashton getting into his private car with three – count ’em, three – very average women who are all giving him The Eye at any given point in the photos. Lord knows where they went after, but tabloids are alluding to another hotel for another triple-titty-jaunt, complete with bareback pony rides.
The only good thing that I can say about Ashton at this point? He doesn’t discriminate when it comes to beauty, fame, or finance. He’ll do just about everyone, and I guess that’s supposed to be flattering. Or desperate, I’m not sure just yet.