Happy Halloween, guys and ghouls! Today’s Shirtless Saturday is a very delectable treat for you all. It’s Manuel Martinez completely naked in the upcoming film, Estigmas. That’s right. You’ve heard it right. Manuel Martinez. Is. Not. Wearing. Anything. At. All…
And as he is truly naked, please click on to see it
While I was at work last night, I took a break and bought M&M’s Peanuts from a vending machine. I was the only one in the break room at the time while enjoying the hospital-like quiet sound, save for the low and constant buzzing of the refrigerators. And as I ate my candy, I thought of Manuel Martinez as I stared at the two Ms on the yellow packaging. I then thought about my obsession with correlating everything I would see with big, bearish men. It then led me to a minor philosophical moment where I started to dwell on the very basic foundation of human life: “appetites”…
We literally & non-literally want and need someone and something and it’s this constant “appetite” that would keep us going. I then thought of the much-abused archetypal image of the Ouroboros where the dragon or snake forms a circle by swallowing its own tail. That even in its basic sense, the “act of eating” of the Ouroboros is the only “feasible” visual action that can represent our oneness with ourselves — how the people and things we lust are eventually and ultimately unimportant for we are our own unique self, a vessel of isolation, and the actual contents of that metaphorical fruit of knowledge…
What the — what the F?!
Lol, yeah, that’s a WTF-moment there if any. I had to get that out of my system, and to make up for my propaganda, here are photos of the ever-woofy Manuel Martinez. I still don’t know when his film Estigmas is coming out, but here are more images from it as well as more shot put photos.
Gotta add this video… This man is unbelievably beefy, it’s crazy.
Two Woofy Tuesday is on a brief hiatus and in its place is Beary Yummy Seconds (I have a Filipino accent, you see). Also, this is a way for me to finally voice my own opinion on who I would have voted.
The very first poll was the popularity contest between shot putters, Manuel Martinez and Christian Cantwell. Unfortunately, I was still learning with running the polls so I prematurely ended the poll the very next day instead of next week. Nevertheless, I tracked the poll until the following week and Christian won all the way. As for who I would have voted, I would have picked Manuel Martinez, hands down. Christian definitely possesses that perfect bear physique, but Manuel has this beefy and stocky build that’s covered with magnificent fur that never fails to wow me. I definitely can’t wait to see him in his acting debut.
So on today’s Beary Yummy Seconds, we have Manuel Martinez for your visual delights…
Collage was made by the smartest & hottest bear porn star I’m blessed to know, Dirk.
My obsessive voting habits for Dancing With The Stars have inspired me to do a “Woofy Challenge” of sorts. This is all in the name of good fun and a way for me to see who you guys and gals tend to find “more attractive” (i.e., “woofier”).
Today’s Two Woofy Tuesday’s theme is “Shirtless Bearish Shot Putters”… So who’s woofier? The furry and beefy Manuel Martinez or the bulky and massive Christian Cantwell?
We will finally get to see this massive bear of a man in his film debut (does his 3-second television appearance in Cachorro [Bear Cub] count?). The film is scheduled to be released in either January or February of 2009.
I am very intrigued with the premise of Estigmas. Here’s a brief (and somewhat poor) translated description:
The crab-producing films has decided to make a radical bid to Europe with the comic adaptation of the audacious, brilliant, and critically-acclaimed “Stigma” by Lorenzo Mattotti (drawing) and Claudio Piersanti (dash). “Stigma” is the story of the loneliness of a man marked by a tragic fate, the emergence of some sores on his hands that he represents God and that it enclosed in a world of madness.
The truth is, I kinda hate sports. Sometimes. You can call it what you want: “friendly competition,” “friendly rivalry,” and other “friendly” oxymoron you can think of. The point is, there is a winner who achieves glory and fame while the loser suffers through anguish, pain, and even humiliation.
Take this photo for instance:
Manuel Martinez is definitely one of the sexiest bearish shot putters out there. Seeing the painful effects of losing on such a model of perfection do sting me a bit. (And my libido wants to rudely interrupt that the above photo — I’m sorry, Mr. Martinez — is just smoking hot.)
I don’t think I can ever empathize about spending most of your life on something then fail at it when it mattered the most.
And as Manuel Martinez loses at the 12th IAAF World Indoor Championships in Valencia, the following American duo rose to become the dominant winners: Christian Cantwell and Reese Hoffa. And even though my personal favorite, Mr. Reese Hoffa, placed second to the woofy Christian Cantwell, you can still feel and taste the disappointment of not placing first.
I mean, doesn’t that make sense? For a sport where every millimeter counts, why be impeded by something really heavy like a shirt? Well, okay, so I just want to see woofy shotputters like Manuel Martinez in all their woofy glory. Is that a bad thing?
Since these are my compiled clips, rest assured that you’ll
mostly see armpit shots and none of that silly shotputting clips.