Here’s your weekend dose of man meat. Yes, I love you that much. Hugh Jackman is an anomaly for me. He is hairy, big, bearded, married, out of my cohort and a seemingly loving daddy; not my usual material for rubbin’ one out. None the less, I’d dry hump my pillow to thoughts of Wolverine any day! I’m gonna chalk it up to the masochist in me and assume it’s the three phallic knife thingies that come shooting out of his hands when Wolverine’s upset. I’m a sucker for the the angry three-finger-bang, I’m not gonna lie.
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1 Schmallison // Mar 1, 2008 at 4:27 pm
OMG, thank you, thank you. You know how we likes ‘em hairy! Did I say thank you?
I have a complaint, though. It appears that the last two pictures are of Hugh putting his shirt BACK ON. WTF???!!! Please join me in my fight against this atrocity, because it must be stopped. The pants can stay on, because we don’t want to scare the kids, and also because hairy chests and faces are hot, but hairy asses not so much. Oh, what the hell, the pants can come off, too. I never could say no to you, Hugh Jackman. We could make a national holiday to raise awareness, and call it “Hugh Jackman has sex with me” Day. …and by “me” I mean ME, of course, and not you assholes.
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