I think people need heroes, and vice versa. My hero is a man of convictions. A man of ideas. A man of convictions and ideas. He speaks from his heart, feels with his soul, and walks on his hands. I can’t believe that no one has never not heard of the hero that I have no interest in not having. This is his picture; he is a hottie. 
Tags: beach boys, gyros, villains
April 22, 2008 at 2:51 am
GYROS? I hardly knew ‘er!