I see them on Facebook sometimes, and they all look like someone's dad
Some of them look like they had a rough time with cigarettes or alcohol.
Seriously, geek people, what the hell happened to Siddig el Fadil? The bags under his eyes need their own zipcode.
I was trying to google a recent movie I saw with Siddig where he looked damned fine. Cairo Time I think. Anyway, I was looking when I came across baby Sisko all growed up, yo!
Last Edit: Jun 20, 2014 18:48:00 GMT -5 by Mashara
Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G. K. Chesterton
I had a poster of him in Romeo & Juliet on my wall growing up. He's gotten so hot as he's gotten older. He just needs to go a little gray in his beard.
and did you know this man is tatted up like a mother fucker?? Oh yes. Tats and a J-O-B. Mmmmkay then.
Oh and he can give you a tattoo too?
And while those of you with good taste and discernment are locating your suddenly missing undies and desperately trying to crank up the AC, I'd like to take a few moments to thank @majorwife and fuckstick for introducing me to a subset of hot man that had previously flown under my radar.
]Yes, TI, whatever you like! Just don't think I'm bailing you out of jail tho'. Also, you gon' have to do something with Tiny. That heifer will kill me.
All twelve pages and I don't understand why no one else loves my French boyfriend the way I do. He's so pretty and yet he has a gorgeous manly voice that sets my bits and ovaries aflame.
Okay so let me tell you a story. It was my first day on the elliptical. My abuser/workout pusher had abandoned me to go do her workout and told me I needed to do 45 minutes on that damned thing. I did my best and then I started thinking, Oh God, I'm going to die. I'm too lazy for this shit. The most strenuous thing I do all day is step on the sewing machine pedal. Is it hot in here? Have I died and gone to hell? I'm getting off this thing, oh hello, who the fuck is that man on the tv screen, I could lick him, he looks like OMG, IT'S MY FRENCH BOYFRIEND!
Damn if I didn't finish out my time and then some on the strength of a Gaspard Ulliel sighting alone. And he didn't even speak.
Okay so let me tell you a story. It was my first day on the elliptical. My abuser/workout pusher had abandoned me to go do her workout and told me I needed to do 45 minutes on that damned thing. I did my best and then I started thinking, Oh God, I'm going to die. I'm too lazy for this shit. The most strenuous thing I do all day is step on the sewing machine pedal. Is it hot in here? Have I died and gone to hell? I'm getting off this thing, oh hello, who the fuck is that man on the tv screen, I could lick him, he looks like OMG, IT'S MY FRENCH BOYFRIEND!
Damn if I didn't finish out my time and then some on the strength of a Gaspard Ulliel sighting alone. And he didn't even speak.
Le sigh!
I keep my Tumblr app, which consists of nothing but hot men Tumblrs, open and front/center the entire time I'm on the elliptical. Best motivator ever.