Saturday, March 28, 2009

Whatevs, You'd Still Hit It


Given my love for RobPat, naturally, everyone is asking me how I feel about his stinky ass hair. You'd think people would be more concerned with my cougar-self crushing on a teen heartthrob, but that's a different post on how I reject adulthood altogether. Back to the point. . .

Of course, it's foul that he won't wash his hair, but WHO CARES? I'd still do it. And be honest, so would you. So. Would. You.

p.s. I am entirely aware that his face is actually kind of screwed. It looks like someone pushed his nose over. Still those eyes. Those eyes, people.

COMING UP NEXT: Post on my other ridiculous obsession - Riggins. FNL. Refuse to call him by real name. It's terrible.

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