I recently raised a question about why certain images are posted more frequently than others. My campaign manager suggested that I use the interwebs to do a google search (thus distancing myself from John McCain) specific to my own preferences.
So I did that search. Handy little tool, those Googles. Really.
I thought if I started small, with this lovely little self-portrait my heart-throb dashed off, it would make this post have at least a semblance of intellectual versisitude.
That makes it easy to slide into a man in kilts. Nice legs. Really.
From there, we can segue into the shy guy, hiding behind the bust, keeping it all modest and coy:
Before leaping into nearly naked man at the beach with friends:
Oh, well, as much as I adore Alan Rickman, he just is not the beefy stud I know many of us long to gaze at. I personally would love a committed relationship with Mr. Rickman, complete with regular sex, but for just gaping, please god, give me this: