Is there a hotter man alive? Surely, there is, but for now, why would I want to find him?

I mean GODDAMN.

Anyway, I have been meaning to watch Y Tu Mama Tambien for some time and Stacey rented it last night, therefore solving my problem.

I was reminded again of the tone of foreign film, especially Spanish film (and that I love it). It's free in a way I find American films are rarely ever free. It's casual and intense at the same time. Events that take place have adventure, even though they are in the every day. Living is simple. It's so lovely. The film was wonderful.

Anyway, Gael Garcia Bernal was in it (23 at the time). He looked 16 and utterly rapeable. Which is why I am now drooling on this photo I post for your pleasure (the ladies pleasure, at least).