I should feel guilty about how quickly the son of god has taken over my sexual fantasies. I do not. Thank you, Hunter Parrish. As the only person on earth who could credibly follow in the wake of Jonathan Groff’s handsomeness, Hunter Parrish won legions of (breathless, overheated) fans as Melchior Deuce in Spring Awakening and then promptly peaced out to rejoin his hit TV show, abandoning Broadway forever.
OR NOT.
Because now he’s playing Jesus in this season’s revival of Godspell. Welcome back, Hunter. And thanks for showing us that there’s still hope for Patrick Wilson and Ben Walker. P.S. We’re moving into the theater. And never wearing underwear again.
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Hunter Parrish is so sweet he's bringing you some ice cream.
Hunter Parrish just eye fucked the shit out of you in a book store.
Hunter Parrish would look this good on your couch, too.
We don't know why Hunter Parrish would ever put a shirt on either.
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