Hot Diesel
May 15, 2006 by teacher-c
I’ve got this hangover…from "The Pacifier". I know it’s some kind of a delayed reaction. But I never got to see it on its playdate. My hubby’s cousin was kind enough to lend me the movie. Well, I cried at the ending. But don’t be surprised, I cried at Terminator 2 as well (Believe me, my sister did too…)
But this isn’t about the story. I’m writing this blog as some kind of silent "shriek" <Wooohooo!!!> over Vin Diesel — the type you can’t do when you’re actually blissfully hitched to your hunk hubby (ergo…the what-do-you-need-Vin-Diesel-for kind of man) But I think he’s such a hottie. Well, I guess he reminds me of my Aldred anywayz, who’s an endorphine-rush junkie at the gymn himself. They kinda belong to the same mold (am I biased or what).
I guess it’s okay to admire celebs even if you’re married (I swear, Aldred likes Kris Aquino for some reason…duh!? — Fil-Am cool guy turned "jologs") But nevertheless, about this little secret about me calling Vin Diesel a super hottie, uhrm, a hottie, please don’t tell mi amore. I meant the hubby.
PS. Don’t light that match, phuleeez!!!
