I KNOW. All it takes is the sight of a MacGyver mullet blowing in the breeze, or that line he gets between his eyebrows when he's working on something - like making a rocket out of a soda bottle and some gum, or that crooked grin and I'm done. (And LET ME TELL YOU he's just as delicious on Stargate SG-1.) UNF.

And Sam. Poor Sam. I was always like, "DUDE. I'm pretty sure I need some things set straight. Why don't you jump on over here and we'll 'sort them out' together. *eyebrow waggle*" *MELTS*