“If there were an international butt competition, Eric would win, hands down—or cheeks up. He
would get a large, large trophy.”
~ Sookie, DTTW ~
It’s been too damn long since we’ve had some decent Skarsporn.
And I’m posting these because I guess someone might find them sexy…or just funny…like I do.
But really, Alan. Of all the man-on-man you could have done?
Pennydreadful thinks Sam and Bill’s love-in might play out something like this….
Bill: I find myself strangely in the grip of a powerful homoerotic attraction to you, Mr. Merlotte. Might I call on you sometime?
Sam: (with innocent bewilderment) Call on me?
Bill: Yes, might I visit with you at your home…so that we may engage in physical congress?
Sam: (still confused) Physical congress? I’m confused…I didn’t think you vampires had the right to vote.
Bill: I was asking if we might enjoy the sweet forbidden bliss of coitus together…
Sam: Dammit, Bill…stop using all those high falutin Victorian euphemisms. Anyone would think you’ve been cryogenically frozen for the past 150 years. Now what exactly do you want?
Bill: Hot sweaty mansex in your trailer?
Sam: (pauses) Oh hell…sure why not. You can come back to my place but if you tell that I have a “lovely home” you’re going to get a nasty introduction to Mr. Stake…