It's good to cruise other blogs and see just what other people blog about. Today I happen upon Adventures in Voluntary Simplicity and this hilarious post
I love this line:
I can't help but feel sad at the current state of heterosexual guydom.
So superficial. Whenever people read this blog they assume I'm a swamp pony walking around on hooves with a hump back, scaly skin and cross eyes all because I don't broadcast my pics on the WWW. Headsup to you who have a "problem" because I don't put my pic up on the WWW, mainly "men and some very strange women", I do not like my pics over the web, I never have. IF you are fortunate to know who I am you know all too well what I look like and you love it :)!
Well, that was that on that minor issue. Now onto another issue
Question: "At what age do you stop calling your man your "boyfriend?"
He's soooo foine I just wanna make myself his new skin!!
The first time I saw him on The Game, I literally licked the tv screen. Then when his shirt came off, well I won't say what I did, but the tv can press charges if it could. NOW, I am fully going to purchase the underwear and I have no man. BUT, just to have him somehow in my life, it's all good!
He's ridicously handsome and that body is sinfully arresting!! Gotta love it.