Whenever I see a photo of this man I make a carnal moaning "I want, I want" sound. It's a problem. There was a woman at work with a photo of him tacked on her cubicle wall (weird enough), but I kept involuntarily groaning whenever I walked by. Like now. I'm groaning now.
You know, I hardly crush at all anymore. Not on the the traditional swoony ones. But Mr. Depp goes so far beyond swoony-crushable. He is the very essence of let-me-join-my-genes-with-yours-in-great-sweaty-passion that even though my genes are not available for mixing anymore (sigh) I can't help but think, when I see pictures of him that perhaps it could happen. Oh why not? Perhaps. I think he calls to our wombs as much as anyone on earth.
back in the day i had a thing with someone who bore more than a passing resemblence to him. i literally worshipped his beauty - not something i would recommend these days... oh and he was really smart so i worshipped his mind as well. i cannot wait to see the imaginaruim of dr parnassus. not just for the drool factor though - johnny depp. colin farrell. jude law. and tom waits!! oh my god.
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Whenever I see a photo of this man I make a carnal moaning "I want, I want" sound. It's a problem. There was a woman at work with a photo of him tacked on her cubicle wall (weird enough), but I kept involuntarily groaning whenever I walked by. Like now. I'm groaning now.
*sigh*
Yes, he is the real deal. I love him too.
Meeeeeeee too. ;-)
What a great pic!
Oh, heavens yes.
He's very hot. And very smart. Very crushable
ME TOO!!!!!!
could he be anymore sexy????
Oh yeah!
omg, so unfair!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He is pretty delicious!
i see there is a definite consensus here with this one! haha!
You know, I hardly crush at all anymore. Not on the the traditional swoony ones. But Mr. Depp goes so far beyond swoony-crushable. He is the very essence of let-me-join-my-genes-with-yours-in-great-sweaty-passion that even though my genes are not available for mixing anymore (sigh) I can't help but think, when I see pictures of him that perhaps it could happen. Oh why not? Perhaps.
I think he calls to our wombs as much as anyone on earth.
oh no...he's mine! :)
My crush goes way back to the day -when posters from 21 Jump Street lined my peach walls!
i loved 21 Jump Street (Jump!)
oooh, heart flutters
back in the day i had a thing with someone who bore more than a passing resemblence to him. i literally worshipped his beauty - not something i would recommend these days... oh and he was really smart so i worshipped his mind as well. i cannot wait to see the imaginaruim of dr parnassus. not just for the drool factor though - johnny depp. colin farrell. jude law. and tom waits!!
oh my god.
o HELL yeah!
I have had the biggest crush on him since Cry-Baby... sigh...
oh, you mean my boyfriend? ;)
moi aussi - great shot! Hx
Who doesn't, sister?
TOTALLY.
oh dear Lord, who doesn't.
If there is a woman who doesn't crush on him, I dare her to speak now!
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