No Pictures Shall be Forthcoming
I have this friend who busted his leg really bad and I ate pizza at his house, only twelve feet or so from the couch he had been confined to for several days. I did handle the modified coat hanger he’d been using to itch the skin beneath the cast, but I don’t think that makes me gay in any way that counts.
Speaking of which, I’ve determined that I’d make an ideal gay man from a purely bio-mechanic-logistical standpoint.
You see, I crap logs on a regular basis that are bigger than any man’s penis could ever be, and I do so with almost no discomfort.
I also don’t think this makes me gay in any way that counts.
Posted in Uncategorized by SafeTinspector on September 24th, 2007 |
6 comments
Geezer does too!
My woman asked me to go and see Priscilla Queen of the Desert, the musical.
My response was that I would rather have rough and vigorous man love with the barman at my local pub, I don’t think that makes me gay either.
Yikes!
Blimey!
Maja: But Geezer is a gayLORD in every way that really counts.
brokenzuba: Would that be wise with your medical situation? I’d think you’d prefer gentle, understanding male-on-male action. More in tune with your physical therapy regimen.
L>T: Jinkies!
Ticharu: Crikey!
I want to know more about the modified coat-hanger.
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