Our hazel-eyed, stubble-chinned hero is languishing in the snow--wearing a cable-knit turtleneck made (I kid you not) out of cashmere. Why does he lie here, what is the cause of his pained and pensive look?
Is it, perchance, because his groin is burning? Who, oh who does he look to with such hope? Who will douse this overly-literally fire in his loins?
With it be the lady of questionable judgement who is attempting to scale an mountain wearing goatskin high-heeled boots and a pleated skirt?
Or will it be the comely yak with the brunette tresses and the incarnadine handbag?
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