Secret pleasures.
So.
All of which has got me thinking.
About people I fancy and really shouldn't.
(By shouldn't, read, if you thought about it, it is actually wrong.)
1). Aforementioned. Rupert Grint.
2.) Hairy. Justin Lee Collins. (Much preferred with multi-coloured hair. But Google yielded NOTHING.)
3). It's bad. It's icky. It's horribly scientologically wrong.
Is there any hope for me?
2 comments:
Rupert Grint, yes.
Justin Lee Collins, no, sorry, a bit scary, far too much hair.
John Travolta, yes, but not the scientology bit. I think it's his mouth again, and that he's got that twinkle in his eye.
My friend Rach used to fancy Les Battersby. Now that I did not get.
Oh thank God! I'm not a freak. What a relief.
Now I'm not one to judge, but Les Battersby? That really does make me feel better.
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