As much as I'm delighted by the helluva chest hair "cameo" in this pic, I'm always distracted by the knee sweat stains here. (Or their grass stains from gardening before the show?

) I mean, those are some baggy linen pants; must have been working up quite the froth to sweat through down to the knees!
Instead of singing "The Heat is On, " perhaps he should have ad-libbed "Put the A/C On!" (Sorry, I couldn't resist..and any AC would have done away with the shirt-open-to-the-navel.)
