Today is not a good day for many of us. There is something nasty in the air filling us with blah. There's discontent and bad moods everywhere.
Such times call for desperate measures. We're going hitman. SHIRTLESS hitman.
So here is a whole post full of shirtless Jason Statham. Because we need it. LEAVE NO MAN BEHIND.
POW!
BAM!
WHAM!
KABOOM!
KABLAM!
BOOM!
RAH!
I feel better now.
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THANK YOU.
You have no idea how much I needed that today.
Gracias Figgs, era justo y necesario, mmm q hombre
HEY! What the hell is that shirt doing up there?!
Jamie, waiting for some teeth TO RIP IT OFF.
*ahem*
He's dreamy. By dreamy, I mean I could lick him for hours.
Mmmm, FREEDOM-Y!
Thanks, figster!
The one glaring flaw in Snatch is that Statham spends the entire movie clothed. He and Brad Pitt could've had a hot abs contest and all of us would be the winner.
Figs, darling, have I ever told you that I loved you?
Holy smokes. I think my heart stopped. Crank...there's that ring. ;)
Sainthood nomination in 3...2...
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