Even if awkward/anti-social do not make the list of most desirable traits in a man, American boys are still our favorites.
And there is not enough men wearing shorts this time of the year.

Because we love downtown boys who bike, and cabbage is such a versatile vegetable.

Because you are a little son of the universe, we went to school with the Sam who spells his name without the quotation marks (and he is a really great guy), you like sunshine and since you occasionally take Roshan out to lunch.

Because you can't receive a compliment without turning it into a business idea.

We've earlier stated our love for the blue jean jacket, and although you probably spend an excessive amount of time taking care of those bangs, there is a wonderful air of innocence about you.
Or it might just be that you look like a boy who really falls in love, and then writes sad British pop songs about it.

His favorite thing about New York is "probably the overabundance of beautiful women in comparison to men." Well, Sam is gorgeous enough to count as at least ten guys, hence contributing to the establishment of some balance.

Mexicans are one of our favorite nationalities, up there with the Danes and the British. Maybe its due to the fact that flying into Mexico City is like landing in an ocean of confetti, they excel in the art of enjoying life and, quite possibly, the dark eyes of Mr. Taco and Mr. Burrito above.

Because boys and super-sized furry animals have a few things in common; if you are lucky you can win one, they are usually soft on the inside and always delightful to sleep next to.

We don't know how it would biologically possible to fail when mixing the genes of a Texan supermodel and a British loud-mouth, and apparently it works out very well. We give James an A+ and for a dose of proper English we recommend watching him talk about Batman and being painfully shy.

Art director Ruth Ansel knows we love scruffy men even more if they occasionally put on a tuxedo and buy us diamonds.

Drinking beer on rooftops is one of our favorite activities and because checkered shirts face some competition from striped ones, but none from dotted.

There was a baseball player in front of us at the supermarket in Vegas once and the only thing he bought was a gallon of full fat milk and three bars of Snickers. Then there is obviously something about the sport that created home runs.

"Stahre brukar rita och spela skivor, och klappa på sin katt. han är ju snygg!" according to reliable sources.

Friends of the Cobra Snake, unite.

FOOTPRINTS OF JESUS, 5. LOVE

Jesus loved us enough to come down from heaven to die in our place on the Cross. He told the Pharisees that the greatest commandment is, "Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind, and thy neighbor as thyself" (Luke 10:27). John tells us, "If we love one another, God dwelleth in us, and his love is perfected in us" (1 John 4:12). We follow the steps of Jesus when we love God and our fellowmen.

Because somewhere in Texas, there is a village missing an idiot.
A charming, sweet and festival arranging villager, and his handsome friend with impaired vision and fruity headgear.

Freshwater of adequate quality is not only a prerequisite for human societies, but also for natural ecosystems that perform functions essential for human existence and life on earth. At present irrigated agriculture is responsible for about 70% of all freshwater abstractions by humans, while agriculture as a whole applies about 86% of the worldwide freshwater use. In many parts of the world, the use of freshwater for agriculture has to compete with other uses such as urban utilization and business activities.

It is increasingly clear that lack of access to clean water and sanitation in many parts of the world causes great suffering in humanitarian, social, environmental and economic terms, and seriously undermines development goals.

This boy on the other hand, cool as a summer breeze, seems able to quench our thirst and makes our hearts beat like the A-train.

Growing up we weren't so impressed by My So Called Life, mostly because the grunge-look did not appeal to us and Claire Danes looked so pale with that unflattering artificial purple-reddish hair color. In retrospect, it is one awesome show and we fall in love for every you tube-clip we watch.

A few years ago we were walking around Coney Island and spotted a pretty guy with a leather jacket. He was so cute that we didn't really dare to look at him, but when we finally did, as he walk past, we saw that it was you, Jared, busy shooting Lord of War. Our heart took a leap and, man, those eyes are like hypnotic sapphires.

Musical genius, sophisticated elegance personified and wonderfully kind. We love you, Tamer. And because your facebook photos look more like Vogue's image bank than snapshots of everyday life.

You look slightly retarded, but the way your little friend hides behind your protective arms, the color-coordination of shirt and jacket, showing off your accessorizing skills with that pretty watch and glasses, your dark hair and musician fingers, makes us wanna make out with you at this Vice party in Paris.