



Far be it from me to be discriminatory. I have been accused of having "unique" taste in men. I dunno. There's something just a little sexy about a "rough-lookin" white boy. Just a little above the country type, redneck type, but much higher than the manicured Abercrombie clone.
What is it that's so fascinating? The air of masculinity seems to radiate from their presence. A rugged "don't fuck with me" attitude follows them wherever they go. I love watching a confidant man strut bold and daring! So to introduce my "White Boy Thursdays," here's a small sample of rough guys...
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