Friday, December 12, 2008

Instead of being in love with a Stripper

I've determined that I'm in love with a serial killer. Ok, not really, but Michael C. Hall, of Dexter, is fine. Is being super buff enough to overcome having killed a butt load of people? I'm pretty sure it is. I used to watch Six Feet Under and I didn't see his hotness. Now season three is coming to an end and I for one am extremely sad. Another great Showtime show is True Blood, it's really good. I heard they're already filming season two, so I'm waiting patiently for it come back.

This is oddly attractive. He's so cheery, tan and wears cubano shirts so well. The opening credits on Dexter are disturbing, I can barely watch them.

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