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LEONARDO ALMEIDA
There are a few men who never made it past their first round on The Ten, thereby causing me to scratch my head in confusion and wonder what the hell you were all thinking. Leonardo Almeida is one of those men. I’d like to think that if he slid down his underwear a little more or flat out whipped out his schlong, you would have given him your votes. Maybe. Possibly. I guess.
As crazy as it may sound, I was sold on Leonardo Almeida from a picture where he’s fully clothed. You might be able to figure this out for yourself, but I’ll tell you anyway—it’s the one where he’s wearing a dark green t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Can we talk about how perfect that bulge is? I mean, if I saw him out in public like that, I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes off his crotch. Beyoncé could ride a damn stegosaurus down the street, and my eyes would still be stuck on that package.
The funny thing is that he has so many other qualities I could focus on—seductive eyes, kissable lips, fantastic smile, chiseled abs, solid pecs—and yet my mind still keeps drifting between his legs to take another look at that denim-clad equipment. What’s wrong with me? Should I see a therapist for my obsession, or is this totally normal and healthy?
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