Here’s Shia LaBeouf rollin’ with the homes (or maybe he’s making like a blind zombie) while airing his nips out with his girlfriend Karolyn Pho in L.A. You know, Shia has never stirred me like that. But there’s something about a greasy stick of hipster who looks like he should be playing a washboard on a raised porch during a flood party that does things to me. Imagine the jingle jangle sound of his keys scraping against the floor boards when he pulls his high waters down to his ankles and hits you from the back while biting into a fried chicken drumstick. That is the true sound of romance. And the true look of romance is fried chicken crumbs on your ass cheeks.
Yes. Yes, I would!