I've been ruminating lately about what sorts of traits a good boyfriend might have. Engaging in hand-to-hand combat with an alligator to save the life of your dog certainly gets you past the moral-fiber portion of the test, but that's only going to get you so far these days. What really matters to shallow, jaded folks like myself is the physical stuff.

Washboard abs? Great. Piercing blue eyes? Natch. Firm, round bubble-butt? Yes, please. The ability to put your own fist in your mouth? I hear wedding bells!

Check this out:



*SIGH* I wonder if she has any fist-swallowing brothers back on the farm?

Thanks to deliberatewasteoftime.com for the lead on this.
GULP!