Joe Gage showed me this clip a couple of years ago, a deleted scene from Cameron Crowe’s “Almost Famous,” and I’ve finally discovered it online. I remember the ending being drawn out a bit more, with more attention being drawn to the boyfriend’s mysterious hand motion, and extended eye contact between them…but maybe I just watch too many Joe Gage movies.
Okay, sure, I re-watched Dreamscape on Netflix for pretty much the sole reason of reviewing this memorable shot of a young Dennis Quaid in bikinis that rival the size and purposelessness of Ripley’s. But it’s actually a pretty good movie with some fantastic imagery, amusing performances (wherefore art thou, David Patrick Kelly?), an inspired score by Maurice Jarr, and sexiness beyond the obviousness of Dennis Quaid’s flat stomach and juicy butt. Recommended!
In this video some rugby boys who obviously have no idea how to measure their cocks are taught to do so in the proper fashion by a not-entirely-creepy/sorta-sexy doctor because knowing your cock size is important blah blah potential psychological condition blah blah interest of public health. It’s fucking weird, and well worth the (admittedly annoying) Rapidshare download. Dig the slow-mo recap edit.
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Repost from old blog, 6/17/2007
I don’t think I’ve ever offended my boyfriend in quite the same way as when I confessed to him my attraction to this cartoon propane tank (above). He’s just my type – a short, stacked little tank of a dude. You can see him flaunting his decidedly sexy arms and legs at your local Sunoco gas station. (more…)
Looks like it’s straight guys after all. Sigh. Don’t I write enough of those already? Well, at least it’s gonna be easy to write. I was pulling for the Stifler story myself, guess I’ll have to make do with this, as always:
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