Lance Bass is missing the whole point of dating. The point of dating is to be seen with someone that is at least twice as hot as your last boyfriend. I don’t care if he has a big dick. Depending on the restaurant, you’re not going to be seen dining with his dick. You’ll be seen dining with his face. This new dude is definitely not an upgrade from Lance’s last piece. Call me shallow. Seriously, call me shallow, because it turns me on.
Here’s Lance and new dude leaving Foxtail in Hollywood last night. The new dude totally looks like he buys used undies off of eBay and spends his Sunday afternoons sniffing them until he can’t sniff no more.
I also threw in some Constantine Maroulis because the grease factor in this post was lacking.