Gawd. Barrowman+puppies is just...I cannot even begin to put into words. My ovaries are still on fire. Seriously, ON FIRE. *flails about*....PUPPIES. Jesus.
(Dear John Barrowman, that is cheating. Only guys rated medium cute and below may handle puppies. Carry on with your Whovian and/or Torchwoodian hotness, plsthx.)
Wentworth Miller is like, the hottest guy on a show I am barely aware of, ever. (Then again, after Oz, I believe I am understandably reluctant to watch shows involving prison.)
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(Dear John Barrowman, that is cheating. Only guys rated medium cute and below may handle puppies. Carry on with your Whovian and/or Torchwoodian hotness, plsthx.)
Wentworth Miller is like, the hottest guy on a show I am barely aware of, ever. (Then again, after Oz, I believe I am understandably reluctant to watch shows involving prison.)
*eyes DW dl, growls* ....stupid internetz.