If I clean it up, it's not really a sentence.

[schmerica]

Bob Motherfucking Bryar, ladies and gentlemen. How is that so hot? How is he so hot? Jesus fuck. I have had the tab open with this picture for a while now, and I'm still stuck on speechless flailing.

I told ficbyzee a few minutes ago that my plans for dealing with my gross and cranky sick mood today involved ice cream and wanting to write porn. Those plans have changed. Now my goals are to get ice cream and write porn ABOUT BOB BRYAR. Possibly involving hair-tugging. Uh, yes.

BOB BRYAR. ♥__♥

Comments

[achika-chan.livejournal.com]

A line of people who want Bob in their pants. The line forms behind me, in case you were wondering.

[mercurybard.livejournal.com]

New friend! *latches onto her back in order to secure place in line* ;D

[she-belongs.livejournal.com]

OH HAI. I see you people in line. I want you to know that I am little and I bite kneecaps. Stick with me and we may take down the whole line together I am late to this line, it seems. This makes me sad.

[mercurybard.livejournal.com]

I am tall and enjoy moshing. We might have a chance of steamrolling straight to the front. I mean, HI!

[she-belongs.livejournal.com]

I AM DOWN FOR THAT It is nice to meet you. Next time we meet in this line, I'll bring you a smoothie... Because I usually come with gifts for those that I like.

[mercurybard.livejournal.com]

Look out world! \o/ Ooh, smoothies. I'll bring my emergency stash of gourment potato chips.

[she-belongs.livejournal.com]

Not only are we secretly plotting to take down the line making friends in the line to get Bob in our pants, we are well on our way to having a makeshift dinner party. This post is made of win.

[mercurybard.livejournal.com]

We are insane well-adjusted individuals.

And because this is almost as awesome as Bob...Bunny Marie Way doing some reading:

[fayemeadows.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha, oh dear god. I love the Ways and their pets. Nerds, all of them!