At first, I felt ashamed that I wanted so badly to see this movie on the big screen. I mean, let's not mince words -- Channing Tatum ain't exactly Oscar material. But his abs, I think his abs are Oscar-Emmy-Tony-CMA-MTV Award worthy and then some. It should just be downright illegal for Channing to ever be allowed to wear a shirt. Ever. Even where the sign says "No Shirt. No Shoes. No Service."
Hey, your collar seems to be missing its shirt.
But it's not even Mr. Tatum (who at one point looks like he's wearing a nice frosty pink lip stick in the trailer) that I'm most excited to see hopefully more than half-naked and grinding it up on stage. Nope. I'm looking forward to Joe Manganiello -- Mr.-True-Blood-Uber-Manly-Wolf-Dude who makes my lady bits do Olympic-worthy tumbling. And I'm never about the Wolf, I always want the vamp so you know this canine is some fucking hot.
Oh gawd... the fireman's uniform. *dies*
Yeah, yeah... there's a few other pretties gracing the screen that I'm sure will be to your liking. Alex Pettyfer looks purty yummy but he makes me feel a wee bit like a dirty ol' woman since he's so young. I can actually say I'm old enough to be his mother. Gross.
Grrrrr... why you so young, pretty one?
Then there's Matthew McConaughey looking, well, like he always does, just a little older and very shiny. Not that this has anything to do with this post, but can Matthew do any other accent besides that southern drawl? Whatevs. I'll still stare at his nicely formed pectoral muscles.
Cowboy hat. Original. Oh hello, pectorals.
So without further ado... and more babbling from me about all the pretty men, take a gander at the trailer for Magic Mike. I dare you not to smile or drool on yourself. Or both. Like I did.
Are you planning to make a trip to the movies this weekend with your bestest girlfriends for a little man candy? I'm going to hard pressed to not start chucking wads of cash at the screen. I really wanna know what a $20 will get me. Just sayin'...
Almost all photos jacked from Just Jared.