This one's for you, Jenny Jerkface...
So the weather across these United States has been nothing short of genuinely frightful - and horrific in some cases - these last few days. It's even been strangely Forks-like here in New Joisey (no sign of the Cullens yet, but I have my fingers and other things crossed). I was toying with a few ideas for things to send out on the interwebs tonight, but nothing was sticking and then when I found out that our very own Texas Katherine was huddled in her bathroom with the boy, the hubs, the cat, and Rex, shit got a wee bit scary (read: we probably blew up TK's phone with texts looking for reassurance that the roof was not being lifted off her home).
In an effort to keep things light, I say when the going gets tough, the tough turn to Beardy Rob for comfort. And by comfort, I mean "things that make the tops of your inner thighs tingly in a not at all unpleasant way."
This photo that turned up everywhere last week when a "new" recording or RPatts singing surfaced left me in a little pile of mush on the floor, and I'm not even a fan - at all - of facial hair... Er, or so I thought.
That weird whimpering sound you just heard was JJ's vagina...
And the video I just found tonight while searching for something RPatts-y and juicy on YouTube did me in. It's official! I have an unhealthy fascination with body hair... On a very tiny, very specific portion of the population, anyway...
Did Beardy Rob make you a convert, or am I preaching to the choir here? Add your fave Scruff-ward pics and links to the comments, if you can! For those of you who can't comment [we're working on it, btw], feel free to email to me - snarkierthanyou@gmail - and I'll do a round-up of all the goods! Right after I add them to my own special collection...
P.S. Anyone directly affected by the tornadoes - or if you know someone who was - please let us know how we can help!
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