I’m pretty sure I’m the only female that does not become a drooling, blubbering piece of goo when I see pictures of David Beckham. In fact, I always tell the hubs that he reminds me of a pirate. Maybe it’s his squinty little eyes? Maybe it’s the fact that I have heard his speaking voice? Maybe the problem is that I am looking at his face. Yep. That must be it.

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