It was indeed a veritable bukkake party of nerdism. I am going to go towel off now. :p

WAT?

YOU WORKED ON BEST WEEK EVER OMG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH *sloppy kisses* That was my favorite show.

Holy hell, those teef. Here's the thing, I like tall men with dark hair and dark eyes. A few extra pounds don't bother me either. I mean, he's not...ugly..he's just off looking. But the shit he spews on that website makes me think any woman that hangs with him is going to spend her time tending to a big ole…

I know, right *wink*

All I needed to see were the words 'Tom Hardy' and 'codpiece' and BAM! Instant Pavlovian response. Only with my vagina.

Holy cow. I just re-read some of the stuff on his site and it was scary similar. Someone needs to keep an eye on this dude.

I found this charming and refreshingly honest. I would go out with him with no issue.

I was fine until I got to the spider. Dammit. *shudder*

I am the bear whisperer and would train my bear to do The Carlton and steal your honey. I mean, he may accidentally eat you, he's not sure how to end the dance yet.

God, I have an irrational hatred of that gif. I want to smack the off center bun straight off of Christina's noggin and beat her with it. It looks like it's shellacked pretty solid, I could probably give her a black eye at least.

Uh, yeah. Because ranch is the second best thing made discovered by man. The first was butter. Oh, and cheese. And maybe bacon.

Wow. I normally don't like gym muscles, they look too...manufactured for my taste. But the combo of the tattoos, dark hair, and brown eyes gave him a pass in my book. Alas, I don't think he swings my direction.

I knew it. When he's done rapping, imma eat him up.

If only I could read egg lips. I know it is trying to tell me something profound.

What the hell Christina? What. The. Hell. What do you think was going on in her head when she did this? "Imma look all soulful when I wave my arm and wag my head at the same time. It'll be just like when I patted my head and rubbed my belly. Hope I don't barf this time."

Admittedly, it was the "poop" that made me larf.

I must make all that hair my mate. The guy can tag along as well, I guess.

He is completely sans fards.

Oh my god, who is that bearer of luscious locks? I think my uterus twitched.