I like a guy with some girth to him. I mean look at this guy, he could totally throw me over his shoulder and take me into the woods with him and give me duck mites. And the belly definitley would be awesome to cuddle with. I'm in, Brawny paper towel man.
Personally, I think Justin Bobby is a dick. Wait a second--perfect for me! Look at the hotness that just exudes from his cocky attitude and beautiful hair. The chest hair gives him bonus points. I would definitley ride on the back of his motorcycle.
This is pre-'only by night' album, before they sold out to the man and started making nickelbackesque albums. I can't decide which one is the hottest. But since the guy with the glasses (second from left) still has his hair and glasses I'd totally get busy with him on that hardwood floor with him for not selling out. Extra kudos for the sweet sweet mustache.
It's cliché and he's like forty, but I would still love him when he was sixty five.
What James? You have like three degrees and would probably romance me with some beautiful poems and intelligent conversation? Make room for me on that bed.
You can't tell if he wants to kill you or make sweet love to you. Hot. 
Totally out of his mind, bat-crazy. Perfect. I love the cleft lip too. 
Probably second in line to be as crazy as Joaquin. But Natalie Portman used to date this guy and she's a totally smart woman. Extra points for dressing like everything from an indian guru to jimi hendrix to a 70's pimp on occasion.
Three yeses. Moral of the story: I just prefer a guy who has a look in their eye like the next thing that comes out of their mouth may be totally wacked out, but is totally and utterly interesting. Clean cut is always welcome (I mean most of these guys have the capability to go that route), but they most certainly have to have the 'je ne sais quoi' that all of the above have.
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