Like the forward I just got from a friend, subject line: YUMMY!, featuring the most scrumptious looking brothas... and yeah, a lot of them look like maybe they don't play for my team (Mr. Handcuffs, I'm looking at you...), but a girl can dream (and salivate), can't she:
*smooches...all of a sudden feelin' a little faint*
when did this room start spinning? And what is this tingly-ness circulating throughout my body?
Title courtesy of Ginuwine, "When We Make Love"