Yeah, I know he's some kind of actor in crappy movies and some kind of singer...maybe.
The first time I saw a picture of him, I said to myself --because nobody else was around-- "man, that 'do' has to cost at least a grand a week to look so professionally ,,, um,,,, tousled.
Just looking at him, you know his handlers have never let him be on his own so he could bond with guys by:
-riding a bike too fast down a trail and face-butting a tree
-having a mudball fight at a swimming hole
-camped out all night in an unair-conditioned tent
-slept in a sleeping bag
-been trapped in a sleeping bag and drug to the girls campground (naked)
-shot a gun
-did something stupid enough to bleed.
-got into a shoving match.
-find (or drop) a stash of girlie mags so you and your buds could enjoy them later
-catch a fish and clean it using river water
BUT, in 2012 he'll be the next Alex Keyton from Canada telling us who to vote for. Because he knows us so much better than we know ourselves.
As a matter of fact, I bet the few girls that read this blog have done more on that list than Justin the Pure.
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