Mmmm Man Candy

Why He’s Hot:

He’s the All American Boy: blonde, blue eyed, buff and wholesome looking, like an Abercrombie & Fitch model. Even though he’s Canadian (making him innately hot), which maybe explains that mastery of the “I wanna fuck the shit out of you” look he has.

He’s special. He can get away with shit that few other men can, like bad fashion choices, homemade tattoos, pasty pale skin, and weight gain and it doesn’t detract from his hotness at all. We’d fuck him in spite of all of it, and more. He just can’t do any wrong.

He was in The Notebook. And you fell in love with that sweet mother fucker because of it, you know it. No one was immune to the charm he exuded during that - even if you didn’t like the movie. We wanted Noah to kiss us in the rain. Wash our hair in the bathtubs. Screw us in the barn.

He’s quite literally a GQ MOTHERFUCKER. And he makes that shit look damn easy.

Speaking of easy, you know what’s hottest about him? That he doesn’t try. You can tell by the look on his face, by the way he struts around, none of anything matters to him - he’s Ryan Gosling for fuck’s sake! He’s just totally unflappable. He was a fucking Mouseketeer and it doesn’t take away from his cool factor at all. You want to put on his old mouse ears and have him bend you over his kitchen counter. Yup.

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End of my Jared Followill spam. Hope everyone enjoyed it.

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The last picture posted will be hard to top, but…

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Hello there Conor you’re looking very pretty :)

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Why He’s Hot:

Those songs. Love him or not, there’s no denying this boy has had a damn good musical output. First of all, he fronted one of the best bar bands from the alt-country scene, Whiskeytown. In those days he was about as badass as you could get, with his twangy tunes about having a broken heart, or being too drunk to dream. Ah yes, those were the days, but it didn’t end there. His post-Whiskeytown career spans a whopping 10 full length albums is under 10 years. Not to mention the countless (and I mean this literally) unreleased material that only those well versed in their Ryan Adams knowledge seem to know about. The guy is so prolific, he’d probably have a song written in his head about making hot fucking love to you on a pool table while he was still actually making hot fucking love to you.

Performance is everything (wink, wink). Just try not to think lustful thoughts while watching this, or this. If it’s any indication of how mind blowingly amazing he is in the sack, I think every woman he’s come into contact with has been left very pleased. That’s a sure fire knock ‘em out and knock ‘em up performance, I’d say.

The man knows how to dress. From the flannel pearl snap buttoned cowboy shirts he wore back in the WT days, to the sexy (and oh so hipster) suit and tie/buttons combo, he’s a fashion icon in his own unique way. Imagine the fun to be had, going on a clothing shopping spree with this fellow on your arm? The fitting room fuck possibilities are endless. Also, he can rock a Batman shirt like no one else I know. And whoever said glitter platform boots were out?

He’s funny, too.

Apparently, he was a plumber long before fame struck. Is it just me, or can you now totally envision the cheesy porn-like scenarios involved with this specific line of work? With an ass like that, it’s no wonder. Mmmm, you’re welcome.

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If the whole marriage thing doesn’t work out, I’d definitely be willing to give him some lovin’ ;)