….and by “Wasn’t Justin Timberlake Good-looking Once?” I mean of course didn’t he used to be perpetually shirtless, smeared in Bacon Lube, sprinkled with Jelly Babies and plastered on the cover of Rolling Stone and the like.
For a brief period in my late-teens, just before I stopped wearing black head-to-to and just after I decided Saint Angelina wasn’t quite hot enough to turn me to the other side, Timberlake was rather a hot piece. He was ripped, tanned and spent enormous amounts of time not looking douchey. It was a wonderful time.
Any-hoo, that wonderful point in history is over and Timberlake seems to have been swapped with a pale homeless person with a pesky astigmatism. I hear the lack of hotness is only temporary. So let us sit and wait for him to remember that when he puts his mind to it, he is entirely rather do-able.
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