sometimes, i feel like this..

'thank you for smoking'

like everyone's staring at me, feeling sorry for me.. or some shit. i can't blame them, i feel a little sorry for myself as well :D go ahead, stare at me, i dare ya.

but by golly was today a lovely day. spring is finally rearing its beautiful face, and what a beautiful face it is. with the sun and warm weather comes the shedding of those winter furs, when the lovely shapes begin making an appearance again. there's not much worthy of a fine ass shaking its way down the road, us boys just kind of cock our heads sideways and stare as if we're caught in a trance.


'as if?' please, we are in a trance. the hormones rocketing off ones body strikes like the death star on alderaan with no mercy. even guys lucky enough to have a fine woman by their side can't help themselves from the fresh display of bootay making the rounds. it's been months since the weather has been warm enough in this region to see a babe rocking her goods.


and is it my fault it's all on display? hell no. if my eyes wander, you better believe it's because i haven't gotten my jollies off in a little while, but once i do.. ooooh, watch out.

don't get me wrong, i'll still be looking.. just not nearly as often. long.