Here JJ, have a cigarette. I already lit it for you. You don't know how long I've been waiting for you...
I've always been an unapologetic RPattz girl but lately...I dunno. My thoughts have kind of been turning toward Jackson Rathbone.
At first, I was pretty sure it had to do with the fact that he's going to be in The Last Airbender, which I am stupidly excited to see. I mean c'mon! It's got kung-fu, magic, action, bad guys, and some little kid with neat-o tattoos. What's not to like?
But then suddenly I would see other pictures of Jacksper--non-Airbender pictures--that I've seen a hundred times before with barely a pause but now I just stop dead in my tracks. And stare. Hard.
A boy with tattoos makes my cooter smile and sigh...especially if he's fucking adorable like Jacksper...
I know I've dismissed poor Jackson as someone who was too skinny and tall-ish [hey, I'm 5'1'' - everyone is fucking tall] to be attractive to me but here's the thing. That used to be my type back when I was younger. Now that I'm a little older, sporting a beer gut, and I'm pretty sure my ass is relocating to directly behind my knees, skinny dudes are out.
In general, I try not to get the hots for guys skinnier or prettier than me.
You're skinnier AND prettier than me but I still kinda want to hump you... oh, hai tummy tattoo! Nom nom nom
He also scored another point with me when I discovered that his band, 100 Monkeys once listed my all time favoritest band ever, Man Man, as one of their influences. I like a boy with good taste in music.
But there is another reason why Jackson's growing on me.
You see, I've been mulling over this post for awhile now and a few days ago, a few readers sent us some pictures and a story that pretty much sealed the deal. You know, icing on the cake. Cock in the pooper...
Because it proves that Jackson Rathbone is just plain fucking awesome. Because he's chillin' with some amazing peeps...
This is F-Kat, Twilove1 and Z any Mouse. And they are hanging out with the 100 Monkeys. I mean, check it out - they have Jacksper in a Twitarded sandwich!! If that ain't sassy, I don't know what is.
According to Twilove1:
I recently went to two 100 Monkeys concerts with my Twitarded friends F-Kat and Z any Mouse (plus our two 18 year old daughters that we use as both bait and cover) and got some pretty good pictures of Jackson.Here's the ol' bait n' switch in action...
I don't know what I'm more jealous of, those glasses F-Kat Jr. is wearing or the fact that Jackson's got his arm around her!
And here are a few pictures of the maestro himself in action (Pictures courtesy of Twilove1 and Z any Mouse because I accidentally fucked up and don't remember who took what. Sorry, ladies!)
Apparently, not only is Jackson a looker, an actor, and a musician, he's also just a really all-around nice fucking guy. While some celebs tend to look totally put-out taking pictures or hanging out with the rest of us, Jackson looks... happy. He's really enjoying himself. And frankly, considering the comments these ladies often leave here, what's not to enjoy? They rock.
In fact, the next time they saw Jackson, he called them hot mamas!!! Fucking hot mamas.
And he's totally fucking right.
All these ladies prove that you don't need to be 18 to have a blast. Or to be badass, for that matter, since this is how Twilove1 describes another venue (that was closed down by the fire marshall before the show even started) where they tried to see 100 Monkeys play:
...I don't know the exact reason, but the building looked like a shack that you would expect to see out behind an old farmhouse. It was way out in the desert in the middle of nowhere, and we were so sure "The Crossing" was going to end up being somebody's garage with a misspelled cardboard sign tacked to the outside. When it turned out to be a ramshackle shed next to an actual railroad track, we laughed our heads off, right up until we realized who was standing outside of it. We literally skidded to a stop in the dirt directly in front of Jackson (I drive a mustang and have mad skidding skills) and the four of us leaped out of the car like it was on fire.Hot Mamas, most definitely.
Thank you, lovely ladies for sharing your story!!
P.S. - I secretly hate you for being so tight with around my new-found crush. But in the love-hate kinda way.