Wench...you champagne swilling corporate trollop. That colossal child has been brought to Auburn to maul the opposition, not to provide eye candy for excitable cougars.
Bitch, please. It is ALL about what Momma likes.
**SIGH** If he mauls enough of the opposition, I SUPPOSE I could turn the lights out... but damn, from the Amish homage on down, the boy is a freaking stud. I'd hate not to get to ogle that...