because it's been awhile since we've last spoke, my dear blogging audience.
random thoughts on sexuality
food doesn't make you fat, the pill makes you fat
- pretty self-explanatory
"i might be drunk now, but in the morning, i'll be sober and you'll still be ugly."
- again, self-explanatory
the male locker room & gym culture is very homoeroticized
- men talking to men about their bodies; often complimenting them and poking and probing them. beef thermometers. men walking around naked; men naked with their leg up on a stool conversing about everything from politics to family life. tell me this is not weird. try and convince me, someone, please.
b.o. does not attract the opposite sex here in the americas
- it might work in other places but not here. gyms must absolutely be well ventilated. my gym smells like a sack of assholes. yes, i said a great big burlap sack of assholes. burlap because santa claus uses burlap for his deliveries. burlap because we wouldn't want that precious fecal, pungent aroma to escape. it's all about the concentration gradients.
you must wear heels when we have sex
- again, you must wear heels when we have sex. yes i give a shit about ergonomics and proper gait and posture...but i still like a good woman's shoe when i see it.
and i says to her, "lady, that ain't no banana!"
a famous line of mine from rj's indie film "fingers".
it's all perverted really.
don't rub your eyes..i did say beef thermometers.
random thoughts on sexuality
- pretty self-explanatory
- again, self-explanatory
- men talking to men about their bodies; often complimenting them and poking and probing them. beef thermometers. men walking around naked; men naked with their leg up on a stool conversing about everything from politics to family life. tell me this is not weird. try and convince me, someone, please.
- it might work in other places but not here. gyms must absolutely be well ventilated. my gym smells like a sack of assholes. yes, i said a great big burlap sack of assholes. burlap because santa claus uses burlap for his deliveries. burlap because we wouldn't want that precious fecal, pungent aroma to escape. it's all about the concentration gradients.
- again, you must wear heels when we have sex. yes i give a shit about ergonomics and proper gait and posture...but i still like a good woman's shoe when i see it.
a famous line of mine from rj's indie film "fingers".
it's all perverted really.
don't rub your eyes..i did say beef thermometers.
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