Mike and I went to the Nine Inch Nails concert in Chicago a few weeks ago (yeah yeah this isn’t exactly time sensitive information) and I’m officially a groupie.

Trent may be a big baby that takes his ball and goes home whenever someone insults him on Twitter, and he may be engaged to a hot tranny mess, and he’s sure to hate what I’m about to say…but holy hell is he hot.

All leather pants and muscles and flying mic stands. Loves.