Perhaps this has also happened to you at some time: You go about your work, and suddenly, without a reason, you have the deeeep need to shout out his name! Crazy, isn't it? The admiration for him has increased so much since many years that it still amazes me. And - bless - there is no end in sight. But then, he is a very special somebody.
Soooo crazy for ...
Definitely YESSSSS!!...Crazy, very CRAZY for HIIIIM!!!!!! Thanks for posting jazzy.XD
ReplyDeleteOh, you're singing my song!! I've never actually wanted a tattoo, but there are times I'd like his name tattooed on my forehead (or some other body part!)
ReplyDeleteI know where else I'd like to shout out his name ;)
ReplyDeleteHe's just so adorable.
ReplyDeleteAnd I don't necessarily want to shout his name. I want him to whisper mine into my ear at a very intimate moment.
Call me crazy!
ReplyDeleteBobby can arrest me,
Dr. Malcolm can treat me,
Bob can read to me,
Ashton can serve me tequila,
John can get me a dish of spaghetti,
Carl can bathe me.....
I want my padded cell!!!
Scoot over, Fuzzy! I've been told we're going to be sharing a cell! LOL
ReplyDeleteThese padded cells get a bit crowded don't they?
ReplyDeleteCrazy is about the only way to describe how I am, and how I have been for the last few years :-D
Happy to share, snark as long as you don't snore!
ReplyDeleteHis name could anything and I'd still adore him. Nice post.
ReplyDeleteWHAT ELSE!!;)))
ReplyDeleteLove all the caracters..love him and his acting..what else to say..YES I'm SIMPLY CRAZY FOR HIM,too Jazzy!!;)))