it's too darn hot
gasp and swoonNFL Live 2013:
The slash fiction writes itself
Ye gods, but I'm helpless in the face of unfettered testosterone.
Not like I'd expect to marry either of them, but everything else would be on the table (including my ass, of course). I'm not even bothered by the fact that Jeff Saturday is seven years younger than me.
Time for a RuPaul's Drag Race marathon, methinks. I need a huge dose of fabulous to counter my hormone rush.