winter hilarity
for lovers of House, M.D.
Via brandokay.com ... funny if you love the show. Click on it for a link to larger image.
book reading week ending 2/5/10
As much as I didn’t enjoy “H”...I enjoyed “I” that much more! Back on track with this one. And again, the Real Vampires series is pretty good. I’m ready to move onto the next one to see what happens next. It doesn’t rank up there with the Southern Vampire series (it doesn’t take itself quite as seriously), they are a little lighter, quicker reads and should tide any of you who are waiting for the next Sookie book over until May when it comes out.
whytheyrehot: Gerard Butler
whytheyrehot: Why He’s Hot:
- He’s a man’s man. He’s not overly manicured: no coloring the salt & pepper specks in his hair or shaving if he doesn’t feel like it (umph – The Scruff). There’s no quietly thinking you could probably take him in a fight if you wanted – you know who’s got the balls in this pairing. He’ll pick you up by the ass, wrap your thighs around his waist and make out/carry you all the way to the nearest wall/bed/countertop and give it to you. Roughly.
- He’s King Leonidas dammit. Find me a sexier protagonist in any film of the last 5 years. You know you clenched your thighs together extra tight when he was fucking his queen.
- Have you seen those arms? Can’t you just imagine those wrapped around your waist? Mmmm, yes you can.
- He’s Scottish. And with that comes a ridiculously smoldering accent and kilts. Yes, kilts.
- He can make you sit through a Katherine Heigl film where’s she’s yet again playing the stereotypical, neurotic but cute, klutzy female and not think twice about it. That is a feat – and that is hot.
whytheyrehot: Bruce Springsteen
whytheyrehot: Why He’s Hot:
- He’s The motherfucking Boss. He was hot then and he’s hot now. Scruffy Bruce, nonscruffy Bruce, surprised and shirtless Bruce, 60-year-old Bruce on the beach…uh, I’m sorry. I think I need a minute.
- The ass. It just happened to star on the cover of the best-selling album of 1985. Coincidence? Doubtful. I mean, look at that.
- He’s an incredible performer, even when he forgets the words or almost obliterates the cameraman with an ill-fated powerslide. Shut up, you know you wouldn’t mind being destroyed by that crotch. And he basically invented the onstage bromance.
- He’s always had a great sense of style in a badass rocker way. Bruce even manages to make his occasional not-so-awesome fashion choices look, well, fucking awesome. Not that his clothes really matter when all you’re thinking about is how much you want to tear them off.
- He may be a legend, but he doesn’t take himself too seriously. He makes sure that his shows are 3+ hours of pure joy for his fans: he takes requests, crowd surfs, and lets little kids sing with him. That’s why they recognize his superiority to Hannah Montana. Damn straight, kids. Damn straight.
moviesinframes: Bell Book and Candle
moviesinframes: Bell Book and Candle, 1958 (dir. Richard Quine), By sogroovynow
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