I think I made it abundantly clear that I find Chris Meloni extremely hot. As in seriously, he is hot. I mean, he distracts me with his hotness. Sometimes I need to rewind scenes of Law&Order: SVU, having missed the plot because his hotness was distracting me. (This is in no way meant to be disrespectful or objectifying. It's just an, uhm, observation.)
This was just as true 24 years as it is today. Hell, he may even be hotter today, and yes, I realise that he has gotten old(er) and he's gone bald, but so have I. Older, I mean, not bald. (One Another good thing about being a woman.)
So Chris Meloni is hot like a hot thing.
And yet.
And yet. Sometimes. Sometimes, not very often. Really not all that often! But it happens. It does happen. Sometimes, I look at him, and all I can see is Bert from Sesame Street.
I'll be over here, now. In my corner. Dying or so. Bye.
This was just as true 24 years as it is today. Hell, he may even be hotter today, and yes, I realise that he has gotten old(er) and he's gone bald, but so have I. Older, I mean, not bald. (One Another good thing about being a woman.)
So Chris Meloni is hot like a hot thing.
And yet.
And yet. Sometimes. Sometimes, not very often. Really not all that often! But it happens. It does happen. Sometimes, I look at him, and all I can see is Bert from Sesame Street.
I'll be over here, now. In my corner. Dying or so. Bye.