I’d still bang him.

I confess I am one of these dangerous people: I engage in endless, behooded mayhem like taking care of sick people, doing yoga, and gardening. Best stay outta my way, motherfuckers!

A girl could do worse.

Never did see his appeal but these are such cheerful photos.

What? I don’t see the problem, except that Kelly didn’t specify which songs to sing to the cats as they are burped because my cats are very particular: showtunes for one and boybands for the other.

These dudes look fine and if they didn’t, you can shut it anyway. They’re out enjoying the beach and the sun, not to be my (or your) personal eye candy.

This is exactly how I like my dudes: in cages or in unitards.

What a tool.