Where, oh where, is the beefcake calendar for the hormonally sputtering, exhaustipated masses?
Is it too much to ask for a simple wall calendar of Gerard Butler with his shirt off, pointing towards a shoe sale and holding out a nice sherry trifle?
There is only one Gerard Butler calendar out there and it’s fully shirted. Also, the pictures are kind of grey and grainy, and he looks a bit haunted, like they were taken by paparazzi.
Now, granted, if I ever did get a glimpse of said Gerard Butler, he’s probably going to be looking fairly cornered and reluctant, but that’s not the point. I just want a big glossy beefcake with a side of nipular smirkage. for January.