A long day at workIt's time to decompress, soLet's get my rocks off.
I can't go back now.Eyes open, I'll take the leap,And land in my truth.;-)
Amer'can IdolPaula is completely stonedCatch the McPheever!
Haiku O.C.D.How many until I stop?Either four or nine.
Stand in your truth, bitchEven if that truth is thatbeating off is fun!
'Goodbye Brian' with smirksaid young twinkie redressing'No worries Justin'.
Doin' the cable guy. Ninety Minutes. Twice. So good, like cliche gay porn.
Hi, you have reached the Winter of my discontent,please leave a message.
Skin, salt and water perfect union and motion Jealous of his board.
Shorty at his waist,Tanned abs glisten in the sun.Oh, you meant that board!
'Justin', Cable GuyAre they dreams of a haiku? Nah! Jealous, Mikey?
Boardshorts low on hips A tanlined hint of treasure And the Rabbit smiles.
Wait. So you really fucked the cable guy?
Yeah, I did. But it was not a scenario where he came to my place and I then seduced him or anything. I met him in Newtown (I heart my gaybourhood), and it just so happened that he was still wearing his uniform (Foxtel, actually). Not for long, though ;-)
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