I have never
been to Germany except for the airport in Frankfurt. I can tell you that they
have large spacious airports, their language is in your throat and aggressive
but still very sexy, oh… and they have one hell of a decathlete. Which brings
us to our Day Five Athlete: Pascal Behrenbruch.
(Can I just take
a moment to gleam and gloat over the skillful photography skills this picture demonstrates?
See how the light hits his perfectly stone like sculptured abs, highlighting
the deep strength with each piece of his sick pack.
His arms, gently lightened,
while his faces hides in the mystery of sexy. He is dark and fit and – that is
a great piece of art. Good job whoever took it.)
Pascal was born
January 19, 1985. For those of us who cannot do math quickly, that means he is
the perfect age of twenty-seven. Young, wild, and German. This blonde beauty is
six feet and five inches, the perfect height for us women to snuggle right under
his arm.
Not only is he a track and field star, he studied economics and
computer science at a university. Currently, this babe calls Estonia his home.
"Wheres my abs? OH! There they are?"
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