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So, Monday afternoon she and I were watching Xena: Warrior Princess, hoping to catch a glimpse of Karl Urban in the splendidness that is him as Eros-
...If that's not splendidness, nothing is...
Anyway, we're sitting there, watching the episode where Ares is mortal and they put him on a farm and he has to pose as a farmer, and we're like "Huh... Ares is hotter than I remembered..."
And then he takes off his shirt...er...vest, and we're like "Wow... that is splendidness, too..."
And so we oggled at him. A lot. And it rocks having a friend that you can make dirty, perverted comments to and know she won't say anything because, hey, she was thinking the exact same thing, expecially in the scene where the roof is leaking and he's getting all wet...ahem...anyway...
So then we paused and wondered what in the hell was our problem, lusting after gods- y'know- Jesus, Eros, Ares...
So we decided that we were just attracted to power.
And, tired with so much philosophical thinking during our Spring Break, we turned our attention back to the T.V. and allowed our brains to turn to mush while we voiced dirty thoughts.
And that is why I love Brittany.