Sunday 24 April 2011

WHAAAAAT.


WHAAAAAAT.

You know, as much as I love myself some fanservice, naked man-thigh doesn't quite have the same appeal as naked woman-thigh. Such is the difference between beefcake and cheesecake.

Especially when it looks likes they've all just finished taking a whizz. Because, you know, nothing's sexier than having just tucked the thing back in from the business.

Granted, this was a Rolling Stone shoot, so they were probably going for some post-modern, ironic thing here in the hopes of establishing themselves as a serious, legitimate band. As serious and legitimate as an image like that can be, anyway.

But I'm pretty sure the question on everyone's minds is: why is Nick's coat so much longer than everyone else's? So much for being the least sexually threatening member...

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