I have a friend named Brendan. The Boy works with a different Brendan. Curiously, the two Brendans are kind of similar-looking.
One might point out that these Brendans are both Irish and surmise that their colouring and general facial structure comes from their heritage.
I choose to believe that every Brendan on the planet shares one or two physical traits with the next. These Brendans would of course occupy the full spectrum of heights, races, and builds; the first Brendan would look nothing like the last, but he would look kinda-sorta like the second one, who would look kinda-sorta like the third one, etc., etc., until we'd run the entire gamut of human variation.
A continuum of Brendans. A Brendinuum!
I mean, it's just so obvious.
my favorite brendan is brendan benson from the raconteurs. the only thin, blonde man i'll ever love. yum.
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ReplyDelete...Hmmm. Definitely an appealing man! Fifteen or twenty years ago I bet he was super hot.
(NB: I am a cougar.)
HA!
ReplyDeleteCrikey criminy sonofawrench! You're waaaaay too young to be a Cougar!! sheesh
ReplyDeleteAwww, shucks, DaveL. :D
ReplyDeleteMostly I just use the word "cougar" because it sums things up in one easy word that everyone understands right away. I could tell people "I'm 38, and I routinely find much younger guys really really hot, and other chicks my age mostly don't, so I guess this attraction to young'uns is noteworthy" but that takes way longer.