that man is dirty.
He's so very not as hardcore as he makes out though. He puts on this really rough accent, kind of the Irish equivalent of a chav/white trash accent, I suppose, and he's actually from a very affluent area of Dublin. His poor mother must be mortified every time he opens his mouth.
I'd still do him.
At least he's not creepy.
I've seen A Home at the End of the World. Colin's a good man-kisser. Shame about the hair, though.
At least he's not creepy.
I likes what I likes, what can I say.
I likes what I likes, what can I say.
If he were to get
specifically
obsessive, would he get more attractive?
I'm beginning to suspect he's too much of a poontang generalist for you.
I'm beginning to suspect he's too much of a poontang generalist for you.
Ahhh, the sweet smell of coinage. Some day we'll remember the genesis of "poontang generalist" with the same savor and respect that we now have for "vagina bojangler."
Head. Going. To. Explode.
Ooh! Thanks to you, David, I can blast some glam in my office to help keep me from stabbing people!
Ooh! Thanks to you, David, I can blast some glam in my office to help keep me from stabbing people!
I think with glam you're still allowed to stab people, but you're aesthetically obliged to start by stabbing them with a very sharp eyebrow pencil.
Also: Yay!
Also: I hope it inspires naughty thoughts about Curt and Mandy and Jack.