For his special, non-Ann Coulter photograph, Mr. S! sent me the following message:
If you decide to acknowledge my birthday over at World o' Crap Thursday, I humbly request you post Matthew Bomer, Scott Caan, or the Ryan of your choice Cabrera? Gosling? Kwanten? McPartlin? Phillipe? Reynolds? When did "Ryan" become the go-to name anyway? O'Neal was the only hot Ryan 40 year ago (I may be the only person I know who still enjoys Love Story unironically)...now, of course, he's a sad, drug-addled, creepy old man who couldn't recognize his own daughter and hit on her...at the funeral of his common-law wife. So, not THAT Ryan.Hint taken, Bill. I'm putting my extensive collection of production stills from Irreconcilable Differences and Tough Guys Don't Dance on hold, out of respect for the memory of your severed umbilical cord, and instead, I'm going with a Random Ryan. And the wheel of fortune turns up...McPartlin!
Fortunately, The Minx is also gay, so we get to mix 'n' match the sexes for this dual birthday celebration. She didn't express a preference, so I defaulted to Classic Hollywood Cheesecake:
So there you go: saucy, Ann Coulterless eye candy to tempt even those whose eyes are on a diet. Please join me in wishing a very happy birthday to The Minx and The Bill S!
Update from Maryc! It wouldn't be a Bill S! birthday without a little Nathan lovin' goin on. I present you with your birthday moment of Nathan Fillion zen: