You know when someone is so talented that they could be five billion pounds with a gimpy leg and a lazy eye, and you'd still be weak in the knees like a little school girl? Couple that with the fact that we (c'mon admit it) all though DJ AM was more hype than talent and you have a recipe for panty-remover. Not to mention that deep cleft and shy avoidance of eye contact. It's the closest we've been to really desiring a man in a year. Now, on to the other virtues of Ultra and film fest. Good thing we love orange and rubber cap blonde streaks, cause they are staples during TIFF. Oh, and Massari was there. His name means money, that makes him smart. Enjoy kids.
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