Without a doubt, the most anticipated movie of the year (by my loins), is The Immortals! It's about blah blah blabbity blah and Henry Cavill and Kellan Lutz and neither shirts nor pants were invented yet. Okay, so which is cheaper, buying out the whole theater so I can have it to myself or bail money if I go see it with the general public and my pants magically fly off?
Soooooo much handsome. Too bad he doesn't seem to take his clothes off more. So, movin' right along...
I love when a man realizes what he's got working for him and flaunts it. I want to lick that vein on his arm and give it a nickname.
Oh look, here's a video: