He's hot Jill. Don't let him tell you otherwise.

Nah. Actually, aside from looking at some absolutely depraved porn on the Internets the other day, I'm not even that obsessed with doing dirty, dirty things to women anymore. I mean, don't get me wrong - I wouldn't throw a tight, little hiney out of bed for eating crackers. But it'd have to be attached to a girl who showed up, peeled (leave the stockings on ) and spread.

She would also have to like repulsive men and no-strings-attached filthy, filthy sex!

And I legitimately no longer have any interest in marriage. I don't believe in it. Don't even want a girlfriend.

If by "hot" you mean "used to be average-looking", then yes, yes, I am muy caliente!

Unfortunately, she's got a big rock on her finger and I don't like people.

I don't care if you look like you've been beat with a bag a nickels. You are incredibly hot to me.

And I saw the picture. you were not average looking.

MySpace angles!

I want to see!!!!!

Your brain dummy.

I want to see!!!!!

I don't care if you look like you've been beat with a bag a nickels. You are incredibly hot to me.

And I saw the picture. you were not average looking.

MySpace angles!

You're my bald-twin. I'm going to call you Alec. Alec Bald-twin.

You saw a picture of my brain?

MySpace angles!

Uh, no offence to Clint, but you are way, way better looking than he is. The shape of his head and his teeth scare me.

We share a love of Stern, Maher and McDonald. I don;t give a damn what you look like.

If only I weren't an asexual misanthrope.

If only.

If only.

Would ya'll just go fuck already?

myspace wasn't even invented back then!!!

If it had been, I would've friended you and (you got it, folks! ) - boned you.

it was the collage I made you that sweetened the deal, wasn't it

Unfortunately, she's got a big rock on her finger and I don't like people.

Bone her!!!