Tuesday, December 6, 2011

We Need to Talk, Walton

It's about your ad, darling.  You are a strong southern man with a perfect ass and inky eyes and abs I could bounce a quarter off of.   You play sensitive, troubled, violent men with a charm and a grace usually relegated to the British. You have replaced Clive Owen as my primary brooding delivery system.

But Walton, dearest, real men don't say "ephemeral."

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