Well, folks, call me Sherlock, but I've got this tingling sensation that bhank was sitting right there at the table, looking sharper than a tack in his Tom Ford threads, doused in enough Creed cologne to make a perfume factory blush! And oh, you bet he was laying on the charm thicker than Nutella on pancakes, whispering sweet nothings that would have this lady wanting to serve him dessert fit for a king in his own palace later on!

Gentlemen, quick question: Has anyone else noticed that bhank is basically the doppelganger of Michael C. Hall from Dexter? I mean, if you squint at the "Many Faces of bhank" collage long enough, there's one that's basically a mirror image of the picture of Hall below! It's like we stumbled into the alternate universe where Dexter trades his scalpel for a keyboard and starts typing away!

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