You know what's weird (or maybe it's REALLY REALLY NOT WEIRD AT ALL considering this is ME we're talking about), as talented and striking as I find Paul Gross, I cannot summon up ANY sexual energy for him. If his cock was pointed at my face I would be like, uh, wouldn't you rather Don McKellar does that for you? It's more like wouldn't I rather, but.

Don McKellar? Now there's a man I might want to partake in some sexual activity with.