This tastiness is in no way diminished by the presence of Ryan Kwanten as local stud-muffin / village idiot Jason Stackhouse.
The priapic Stackhouse is seen engaging in vigorous arse-pumping with all manner of women (many of whom are, unfortunately, almost immediately murdered).
This means we get lots of shots of him shirtless.
This being American tv (other than the noble exception of Oz, of course), we don't get to see absolutely all of Ryan, but there can't be much we have not yet been able to study with approving contemplation.
For reasons too complicated to bother with here, the relentlessly straight Jason ends up gyrating in his tighty-whities for the local gay drug dealer / pornographer (himself rather fine):
For which this delightful souvenir has been produced:
Just think of the hours of fun we could have, if only the briefs were also removable.
Ah, Ryan: on present trends I am stuck with True Blood for the foreseeable future.
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