bahaha, check out the description for this photo, it made me die!

Doesn’t every girl have a soft spot for the bad boy? No one plays the bad boy quite like him. Long hair, leather, a bit unstable. Heaven help me, but when he’s a gun toting lunatic, I just want to knock him down and shag him blind. Not that there is a time I don’t…

Unbelievably gorgeous blue eyes with a dash of grey. He’s got that certain something in those eyes, something that makes you melt. Everywhere.

Those fucking amazing hands. Just want him to pin you down with them, put them all over you, up, down, inside, out, it’s all good. LOOK at them!

Let’s face it. Gary Oldman is the God of acting. He can save a piece of shit film just by being in it. He’s a chameleon. He becomes his roles. He’s multifaceted, extraordinarily talented. Punk legend, wizard, mobster, preacher (who cares if I go to hell for wanting to molest the reverend?), psychotic hijacker, unhinged megalomaniac, savant, psychopathic DEA agent, vampire (holy mother of pearl he can’t bite me anywhere, anytime) - he’s anything you want him to be. And I can think of quite a few things.
He’s dead fucking sexy. Sex on a stick. Exhibit 1, exhibit 2, exhibit 3, exhibit 4, exhibit 5, and what’s great about this is: your guy wants to fuck her, you want to fuck him - it all works out.