Never mind the Naked Cowboy, Times Square Gym Dude is the real deal.
Kids, the more I keep looking at this hawt bitch the more I keep drooling all over myself and having to look for another paper towel to wipe the awful mess up with.
Anyway, this is what waited for me and Johnny and a few other million people this Saturday evening circa midnight in the heart of Times Square.
Don’t you wish you could be just as hung gung ho the Times Square Gym Dude too?
ps- if you happen to have the real identity to this fine specimen don’t be afraid to speak up.