blatantly ripping boner party and celebrating all things manly.
rsvp via boneretteparty at gmail dot com.
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True story: The working title was Bonerette Party: The Movie
notthatkindagay:leftbrainright:thewarindrew:
What’s a better caption: “I can has cheezburger?” or “Your Way, Right Away.”
*Ba Dum Ching*
my question is whether or not he’s gonna eat those fries. Yeah, those ones, right there.
Bobby Chin
- born in New Zealand to a Chinese-American father and an Egyptian mother
- attended boarding school in England while his maternal grandfather was ambassador to the UK
- took up an apprenticeship in France
- worked as a chef in Vietnam
- owns restaurants in San Francisco, Los Angeles and New York
- mostly American
Super hot? Check.
Speaks several languages? Check.
Holds multiple passports? (most likely) Check.
Can cook? Double check.
We’re totally hiring him to cater the Bonerette Party.
Rock Hudson and Michael Butler at the Venice lido. Photograph: Marina Cicogna
The Guardian | Marina Cicogna’s photographs of the 1960s jet set
paulprosseda:herromeekadow:eclettichevisioni:
Andrew Oldershaw
This is the male equivalent of “the Sexy Librarian” fantasy featuring a hot chick in, well, glasses and knee high socks playing with her gum.
I really never got the appeal of that image until just now.
I wish they were my friends.
With benefits? Please say there are benefits involved.
NEW SEASON OF VENTURE BROS, YA’LL!
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“What?! I asked for a half-caf, soy latte with a shot of vanilla…”
Someone want to make some quick cash? Open a topless coffee shop.
I don’t know if guys’d be too keen on having steaming hot coffee a foot away from their goods, but hey, gotta make your tips somehow, honey.
On the flight home for summer, I watched The Boat That Rocked. Kind of a mediocre film, but a good way to mindlessly waste 8 hours with this British Hotty. Pretty damn decent soundtrack too…