He Was A Punk, She Did Ballet

Ladies and Gentleman, Josh Wald. I love this man. Anyone who can pull off that leg tattoo, which I can only describe as a cross between the Chiquita Banana lady's head dress and a paint-by-numbers activity, and still drip with masculinity is top rate in my book.

Even with clothes on he's still looks like sex on legs. But the chest hair is the kicker, it seals the deal. To paraphrase Wayne Campbell, he will be mine, oh yes, he will be mine.

Aaaand I'm spent. Sorry kids.