As the war (presumably?) still rages, we stand idly by as our titans wage their eternal battle. If anyone could update me on who is fighting who, and when this will end, that would be great.

However, there is another pressing matter of arguably greater importance currently worthy of discussion.

An enormous influx of malicious gangsters have arrived on these shores. And I think I can speak for us all, when I say: just who are these BEEFCAKES?

Wow!

Bulging traps, pecs you could use as rock-climbing holds, the thickest necks you’ve ever seen, hair like luxurious rivers of silk. I know what everyone's thinking: HUBBA HUBBA!

If this is what rebuild delivers to our doorstep, let’s lean into that a little more often, am I right ladies?

And these gents are teases too. The nude-under-denim-overalls look has never been so in.

Joseph_Monrreal: who's hay are you tossing?

Bradway: what farm did they find you on, and is there more?

brady_avilar: ¡Dios mío!

tylermcmartin: va-va-voom! Let's cut that V a little deeper!

Eduardo_Strysko: What is this island nation despot doing here, and why isn't he oppressing me? 

Bruno_alexander: We've actually met before, in my dreams, while reading lusty fantasy romance novels. Did you come straight from saving the kingdom or did you stop to buy the sluttiest button-down you could find first? 

I don't want either side to win this war.

Let's just leave the world to these hunks. 

I prefer my ravishers to be Dapper than Dan

Mettling can meddle with my insides any day of the week, and make me a cup of English tea whilst he's at it.

Now there's a proper gentleman. A tip of the hat to him. 

DirkBabin is another disciple of the Church of Bulging Overalls and I have to say, I'm seriously reconsidering my faith. 

This guy can play with my balls whenever he wants

PatrickErlandson part time Mafia enforcer, part time Soccer hitman. 

Allow me to introduce you to my man, JonathanKrokos. A dab hand with both a paint brush and the ladies. You can give my walls as many coats as you like. 

I accidentally directed you to my personal love letters to him. Whoops, that could have been embarrassing. Here is the delightful decorator. Get a load of that lip warmer. 

Now there's a man who can work with his hands, if you know what I mean. 

I'm reaching out to Daryl_Lintz to find the denim overall store supplying these studs. They're doing the best business they have in years. 

After a hard day of petty crime and pick pocketing there is nothing more I want to do than go on vacation with my man.

Take me to paradise. I wanna have sex on the beach.

JayForck can jay fuck me whenever he wants.

ScottMeltzer; his stare isn't the only thing that is hard about him if you catch my drift. You know he isn't all business too, just look at that fun coat. If you need a Made Man who can throw you around and make you laugh, look no further.

WHAT THE HELL ERLAND

JAY IS MY MAN NOW

Why am I so bad at this?

ScottMeltzer, reveal yourself!

Enough with the overalls.

Leather is in.

GregMeza, what a scowl, what a piercing gaze. And a bare-chested under a leather jacket? Straight out of a Tom of Finland sketch.