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Every year I dread summer - I hate sunshine, I hate heat, I hate descending into the swampland of the subways. And every year I am reminded - there are benefits. There are benefits like this tweet I tweeted yesterday, and there are benefits like the spectacle of Alexander Skarsgard hitting up the pool and/or hanging out half-naked on a yacht. (pics via)
These almost make up for the rashes and the smells, dear god the smells. But what am I doing? Going on and on about the thing that died in my train station when I should just be making us feel nice and fuzzy with pictures of Alex pulling his shorts down to nigh obscenity? Hit the jump for a couple dozen more...
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Today just got so much better.
(what's up with the red welting near underarms. . . the harness was too tight?)
Ew he's starting to look old and sloppy. He needs to tone up stat before he ends up looking like his dad.
Not looking old at all. Looking fine af.
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