Fangirl Friday (The Late Night Edition)

So Friday is over across most of the planet Earth, but real life occasionally gets in the way of our weekly salivating sessions (and our blogging here in general). It was a rough week for many around here at Real Bitches, and the following fine men and I send particular love out to Maggie, Laser Rocket Arm, and Lisa.

This is a video heavy edition, so please to click on provided links!

From familiarcraving:

I think the video of the Austrian rugby team getting naked in Lithuania should be posted on principle.

(Obviously NSFW. Edited version here.)

I LOVE THEM ALL.

From Lisa:



Scott van Peezy

He has everything on my very lengthy checklist:

1. Obnoxiously tall: check
2. Funny: check
3. Does awesome Stephen A. Smith impression: check
4. Self-deprecating: check
5. Hotness: check
6. Leaves long-winded voicemails about club footed women with Bell's Palsy: CHECK
7. Gives good commencement speech: CHECK
8. Loves a Five Guys burger: check
9. Extremely aero-dynamic dome looks slightly like Predator when viewing his profile: check
10. Kind of sappy whilst talking about terminally ill children: check
11. Hometown boy: check
12. Participates in mimed double dutch: check

Oh, van Peezy. Steer that chrome dome in my general direction.

From moi:

You know, originally, I was going to talk about how I stumbled upon numerous pics from the Tribeca premiere of Gunnin' For That #1 Spot (which is supposed to be a most excellent basketball documentary and I am pretty much counting down the days until I see it), and how the ones of Michael Beasley in a suit pretty much made me cry because I can't bear to see my baby grow up...so instead of crying (even though he looked DAMN FINE), we'll watch a video from a poorly done cover shoot for Dime Magazine, which only matters for the 30 or so seconds beginning at the 0:46 mark while Lil' Mike shirtlessly describes his tats and how he is God's son. Well, unless you're crazy like me and get giddy over every moment involving him, even the ones that showcase how bad his skin is. IT'S OKAY MIKE, YOU WERE ONLY 18 AND ARE STILL PROBABLY GOING THROUGH PUBERTY TODAY AND I LOVE YOU ANYWAYS PLEASE DON'T GROW UP JUST YET!

sigh...moving onwards...the next stuff is special made for these two individuals, whom we all love deeply.

For Maggie, who just wanted some Sid the Kid lovin' (and she's basically betraying her husband and the city of Philadelphia, but it's okay, she has the ties to the 'Burgh as well):





And for sleepysluggo, celebrating a most excellent burpday, and with love from an 18-year-old Monta Ellis:



The regular semi-intelligent ranting and raving will resume shortly, as soon as we all regain our sanity and order. Until then...just mock the Cavs with me, why don't you?