Dear Frank Iero,
Please cease and desist being a FUCKING HOT LESBIAN, you fucker, and UNHAND MAH GAY!
Distressedly yours,
Melle
(Seriously, that haircut couldn’t be any dykier if it put on a strap-on and fucked your girlfriend. Frank is pretty much my Ideal of Hotness in that picture and I WANT HIM TO STOOOOP! D: )
(Oh great, just when I could’ve really used my “inappropriate lusting” tag, I’ve gone and deleted it.)
(Oh hey, while I’m up, anyone want to point me towards a good starting point for finding Ray Toro and/or Bob Bryar-centric picspam and/or fic?)
Crossposted from Sleepless in Scotland. Comment here or there.