For me, it started with Lethal Weapon 3. We’ll forgive her the Mel Gibson association. There’s this scene where Rene Russo and Mel Gibson are going back and forth showing each other their scars and I remember thinking, I wonder how fast we’re going to get all of those clothes off of her. Kidding. Kidding. I was just a young’un. I wouldn’t have dared thought that.

(I’m totally not kidding.)

So, for helping me discover my supreme gayness at a young age, and because she is still just as hot as ever she was, I now present Rene Russo.

Guilty side note: I actually LOVE the remake of Yours, Mine, & Ours.

No, you can’t stone me. This isn’t Shirley Jackson’s “The Lottery”.  I don’t hold with that nonsense.