In the 50s, the Marlboro Man was created to help butch up filtered cigarettes because filtered cigarettes at that time were considered feminine. The Marlboro Man has since declined in popularity for various reasons. If I were a tobacco industry ad exec looking to launch a new campaign, I would look no further that this guy right here. If the ads were to run in the UK, I might call him the “Smokin’ Bloke”. I don’t even smoke and I’m ready to have whatever he’s having!
Young love. What a wonderful thing! The feeling of butterflies in your stomach when he enters the room. The seemingly endless anticipation of the next kiss. It sucks donkey balls when it comes to an end, but when you have it, there’s nothing more potent. Here we have a perfect moment frozen in time of two young lovers who are about to punctuate their horseplay with a hot kiss. Too bad there’s no way to hit “play” on a picture to see the next however long play out.
Summer temps can get pretty unbearable in the city. This poor guy is nearly wilting in the heat. He’s already shed his shirt but he can barely stand, so he’s holding himself up by the bars over the window. I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that it perfectly shows off his abs. Somebody carry that boy home and tend to his needs!
I was dubious when it first became popular to wear jeans with holes in them. Seemed stupid. I remember there was a guy who was making a killing selling jeans that he had shot up with his shotgun. But as with a lot of things, seeing a fine motherfucker like this guy wearing it well made me see the value of the aerated jeans. Our guy here is catching a quick break from a hard day’s work out in the broiling sun. You know what would help cool him off faster? Just go ahead and take them jeans all the way off. Please?
It was pointed out to me recently that white after Labor Day isn’t the fashion faux-pas it used to be. Maybe because global warming has been extending summer temperatures to damn near Christmas. Even if it was still a no-no, our boy here would be more than welcome to wear those white jeans any time he damn well felt like it because he pulls them off like nobody’s business. Most assuredly, he has no need to point out those sexy muscles. Like the truths in the Declaration of Independence, they are self-evident.