Wet 'n Wild
I found these pictures recently while surfing the web. They were too hunkalicious not to share. Oh to be reincarnated as a towel.... Sigh
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I found these pictures recently while surfing the web. They were too hunkalicious not to share. Oh to be reincarnated as a towel.... Sigh
posted by Kirkkitsch @ 6:00 AM
2 Comments:
You know, I recognize and acknowledge your fascination with these muscular types, however, since I was a wee child I couldn't help but associate these types of bodies with insects. Don't get the connection? Well, their stomachs (commonly referred to as "six packs") look like the segmented underbelly of a cockroach, to me. Sorry if I ruined the image for you. Love ya!
Sara-
Whaddya tryin' to dew? Maka me sick or sumthin'? (My Roseanne Roseanna-Dana impression)
But seriously, I can see your analogy, though I'd have picked a turtle before I picked a cockroach.
Trust me, you couldn't ruin this image for me, even if you tried. I luff him. He needs my kisses.
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