You HAD to put this up right before I go play soccer didn't you?
That striped sweater. That semi-gut under that striped sweater...
I'm not even going to mention My King or I'm going to have such a hormone overload that I will be rendered incapable of kicking the ball when my match starts in 55 minutes...
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You HAD to put this up right before I go play soccer didn't you?
That striped sweater. That semi-gut under that striped sweater...
I'm not even going to mention My King or I'm going to have such a hormone overload that I will be rendered incapable of kicking the ball when my match starts in 55 minutes...
Jesus...
Tummmy. Not gut. Tummy.
Guh. Why do I find this adorable on Thomas? I hate my own!
And again, I feel like you need one of those thingies that you look at eclipses with, to look at Sergio without dying from the whole God of Sex thing.
The bit that gets me is when they start talking about kings and swords. It's too much for a lady such as myself to take!
And banging his Chang. BA HA HA HA HA HA HA
OK Attila.
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