[Submitted by Crazy John]

Want me to wash your clothes on my abs? Do you like my pooka shell necklace? How about my boxers hanging just low enough so you can tell what brand they are?

Whoops. Sorry ladies. I meant to ask the guys these questions. Thats the angle Cowboy is going after, I think.

First off, let me say GREAT pair of BVD’s there. Great decision.

I don’t know why you’re standing half-naked in that barn. Are you supposed to be milking cows in the summer time? I’m confused.

Do me a favor. Pull up your pants, button up your jacket, and go back to watching Jonas Brothers 3D.

I don’t know what you were trying to attempt with this picture, but it probably didn’t go as planned.  You seem really cold, probably wish you had a jacket, huh?  You also probably have poison ivy judging by the shrubbery you are standing in.

On the positive side, you have a sweet belt.

Does anyone think this kid can really palm a basketball? Honestly? Didn’t think so. I want to punch him in the face so hard.

He can wear the shit out of those American Eagle boxer-briefs though. It almost makes me not notice that he has absolutely no muscle mass.

Whattup, son.  My name is Troy, but my friends call me T-Roy.  I’m awesome, yo.  I got my ears pierced, my sweet tat, and my hair bleached all in the same day.  I’m straight class.  I’m a senior this year, but I probably won’t graduate cause high school is for losers.  I got a girl, and she’s super-fine.  Hell yeah I knocked her up, that’s how I roll.  How do I like my eggs?  Fertilized, biatch.