(The unattainable hot celebrity man-whore
edition.)
Well, Mr. Squirrelly Squirrel has been just dying for an
excuse to show off a few highlights from his personal Gratuitous Adrien Brody
Eye-Candy Galleria (it's all him, really), and for all the hard work that
little varmint puts in, I suppose I can oblige him, however much it pains
me to do so (which it does... oh yes, it does indeed...):
Oh, and though this is completely Mr. Squirrelly Squirrel's doing, if
you resemble any of the above images, you can save both yourself and Holly
a lot of trouble by going and tying yourself up in her closet as her captive
hot manservant. Just saying. Ahem. Now back to work. Lazy tree-rat...
© 2004 Holly Noe