The future hubby and I have been indulging in the show Smallville.
I've caught random episodes while waiting for Supernatural, but never saw the whole series.
We are about 4 seasons in and we are really enjoying it!
It's light and refreshing. It's also old enough to bring me back blasts from the past.
My man might bug if I yell out anymore band names or eep at Johnathon Taylor Thomas..
We recently passed a point in the show when Clark shifted from a good, wholesome boy to a serious bad ass.
Every time he flashed a smile, it seemed so sincere that it made me want to smile.
Every time he confessed his love to Lana, it made me slightly swoon.
Every time something good happened, his eyes would glisten in a way that made me "awe".
Every time he took a moral stand against ethically wrong dilemmas, I would cheer him on.
Not to mention it was sort of hot the way he threw barrels of hay like nothing!
Every time he snickered, it sent goosebumps up my spine and down my arms.
Every time he devoured his lady flavor of the moment, it made me want to scream.
Every time he forced life to go as he planned, it made me want to look him up.
Every time he acted like the most important thing on earth, I would get hot.
Not to mention him on motorcycle with bad boy glasses defines the word sexy...
After psychologically evaluating myself for four seasons, I've come to the following conclusion.
I would love to have a fling with the bad boy, but marry the good boy.
I would assume that I represent the majority of women and that this is a typical conclusion.
Do you go for the bad boys or the good boys?