It's That Kind of Day
It's cold, it's raining, and I completely forgot to put up an entry yesturday. While some of you may actually rejoice at this, I am just dumbfounded. I had plans, I just got caught up in reading some fanfic, and lost track of the time.
Anyway...I'm in the mood for some Male Pulchritude.
I give you Booster Gold!
Isn't he just the purtiest thing you've ever seen?
I've been waiting for an opportunity to show this picture of Ollie, and I think that the time has come.
Here's one for the Kyle fans among you.
For the guys, here is a little something.
Fire's breasts, Ice's breasts and a very confused Captain Atom. And talk of baths.
Tentacle porn!
Well...not really tentacle porn, unless you have a vivid imagination. But the replica of Hal there IS nekkid, so that counts for something.
I guess I should start to wrap this up. And what better way, than with Hal Jordan...
...in a towel AND hitting his head.
Oh Hal!
posted by SallyP @ 6:43 AM
5 Comments:
Look at all that beefcake! And Hal hitting his head is the icing on that beefcake! Thanks, Sally -- I feel better already! :-)
Waitaminute ... Just what the heck kinda icing does one use on beefcake?
Didn't Hal knocking himself unconscious lead to John Stewart working with the League? If only Dwayne McDuffie had brought John in that way...
DELICIOUS icing, Sea!
Riddering, I do believe that you are right. But Hal hits himself on the head FAR too often...I don't think that the Justice League even notices anymore. Dinah just sighs and heads to the medicine cabinet for more bandages.
Is that yellow soap?
I don't think so, Bully. Hal is just stupid. And a klutz.
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