It was the Awards, and Dwayne Johnston was presenting. I didn't know that until he came out in a loincloth, and his tattoo. And preceded to dance about tribally and get covered in slime. Wet, slippy, shiny slime. Dripping down his muscles, his rippling chest and belly. Wet, slippery, half naked Dwayne Johnston. Hosting kids' show awards? What a terrible, terrible waste.
Sadly, the only picture I can find just makes him look like a Scooby Doo slime monster, and has boy band boys in it and would spoil the impact of my pervy drooling here, so I'll just repost this.
Beautiful, incredible, GOD of a man.
5 comments:
Oh my.
Oh DROOL is right Jo!
Mmm... some delicious eye candy is just what the doctor ordered. For the shock you know. How did I know I'd find some here?
Sigh... pity I didn't see that. It would have made the ordeal of once-you-know-your-baby-is-out-of-danger-hospital-boredom so much easier...
If, in some alternate universe where I was a megababe and he was mine, I would not be able to stop myself licking that tattoo til his skin was pruney. How does his wife let him lead the house? Ahem, I mean, leave the house, heh. FreudianFreudian.
yum!!
that is one sexy shoulder!
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