Butch and Sundance!

Oops, I accidentally left Colin Firth sitting here for an entire extra week! God, he'd better thank me for all the extra publicity. That was awfully nice of me, wasn't it?

Okay, okay, it was purely selfish. I was on vacation! Sometimes you even have to take a vacation from your Boyfriend, you know what I mean? But I'm back and this time I'm back with not one, but TWO Boyfriends under my spell. Mua ha ha hahaha!

This week's menage a trois is with the amazing, incredible, tough, sexy duo Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Gasp! Outlaws! Right here in Dodge City! Yes, it's true. They're killers and bandits and bad guys (well, kind of bad anyway). But hey, they don't cheat a poker and that's what really counts anyway.

Butch and Sundance have been sweeties of mine since I was in 6th grade. In 6th grade, I lived in Iwakuni, Japan and watched more movies on video than you'd believe if I told you. But it was either that or yet ANOTHER episode of "The Waltons" dubbed in Japanese. And I just never had a thing for John Boy. Maybe it was that icky mole on his cheek. Anyway, I watched Butch and Sundance at least monthly (in between Hello Kitty shopping trips, of course), and occasionally more often than that. I thought they were SO COOL. My sister and I used to run around the house yelling "Esto es un robo!" and singing "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head" even though we secretly hated that song.

She gave up Butch and Sundance, though. Traded them in for somebody like Brad Pitt, no doubt. But I've still got the old flame going. Let me tell you why. True, Butch and Sundance are two very, very different guys. We all know Sundance was the tough one. He was mean, he was scary, and he didn't take shee-it from nobody. Butch, on the other hand, was just a little bit naive. And shy and cute and really just a sweetie mixed up with the wrong crowd. That's so dang sexy! Together they make the perfect Boyfriend: tough but sensitive, cruel but kind. You know the type I mean. Plus, four words: Robert Redford, Paul Newman. 'Nuff said.

So that's why I love them. Adventure, excitement, cowboy boots, and romance. Actually, I can't believe Kate left them for Sam Elliott. Can you believe I just said that? Sorry, Sam. But have you LOOKED at that picture up there? Look at those thighs! Argh!

MacGyver Factor Score: 97.9%. Points off for getting shot at the end of the movie.

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