|Hey Ashton, put some clothes on!|
|It's clear she's seen a man stick.|
Let's face it. That thing is just plain weird. First off, let's acknowledge the fact that it's essentially another appendage. A wrinkly, stretchy one at that. I really don't see the charm in it.
As for the other part...well, I can go to the beach and watch 200,000 men with no shirts go by, and it's not going to do a thing for me. I can appreciate that a man has a nice face, nice arms, or pretty eyes, but I don't get any butterflies from it. I seriously get zero pleasure from drooling over men. "Hot" also isn't really a word that floats around in my vocabulary, unless I'm talking about the temperature. Someone tell me I'm not the only woman that feels this way.
I guess words and actions do a lot more for me than anything else. I can appreciate a pretty face, but it's what's in the brain that turns my gears. ;)