When the last thing you expect becomes the only thing you want.

He’s hip, he’s cool, and he’s only 3 months old.

Flesh to touch… Flesh to burn! Don’t keep the wicker man waiting!

Meet the original force of nature.

Meet the man of your dreams.

An offer you can’t refuse.

Take it outside.

I’m off the deep end, watch as I dive in.

Be careful who you wish for.

This is not a fairytale.

Higher. Faster. Further. Together.

He’s the best friend they never had.

He came from nothing. He conquered everything.

I just want to go home.

Long live the fighters.

Do you remember the 21st night of September?