Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.
So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.
Today: Jack Kerouac
"Oh, dear lord, don't look at the strange shirtless man, honey. Don't make eye contact..."
Forget Fifty Shades of Grey. This is fifty shades of lacking melanin.
Gotta give Jack some credit, though. That's the fittest alcoholic you're ever going to see outside of a Lifetime movie.
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