Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.
My prediction? Dead by 30 from a drug overdose, or more likely, a self-inflicted accidental gunshot wound, since he's apparently trying to be all gangsta these days…
Which of course, is laughable.
Hey Justin, reality called. Your fifteen minutes is up.
…for some shirtless Stephen Dorff?
…I had an almost sex dream last night featuring Seth Rogen. Yes, that Seth Rogen.
And by almost sex dream, I mean there was making out and some boner rubbing through our pants but no nekkid man-on-man action. Unfortunately.
I have no idea where this came from because I don't think I've ever seen any of Seth's movies, but obviously he's made a some kind of an impression on a subconscious level.
And seriously, can you blame me? He is rather adorkable.
I'd (and a few thousand other gay men) would still hit it…
R.I.P. Oscar Madison.
Whatever, dude.
I'm probably the only human on the planet who has never seen Dallas, so this is the way I'll always remember Larry Hagman.
R.I.P. Major Nelson.
Impressive! (Frankly, we expected nothing less.)
OMFG. Mr. Tom Hardy.
…some things never go out of style.
Two pictures in less than 24 hours? Max, you're driving me crazy!
…certain things are always in style.
It's about fuckin' time…
I guess there's more to come next week. Yum.
RIP, my Queen.
Dirty thoughts. Very dirty thoughts.
