There are times in my life where I found that I secretly wished I could capture a mental picture and store it away much like you would in a scrapbook for a future viewing pleasure. First and foremost I think it’s imperative that we get the thanks out of the way- I owe a huge THANK YOU to whatever genius came up with the “wife beater” concept tank top for men. I hope someone, somewhere is on their knees sucking your dick 24/7 in gratitude and appreciation cuz that was hands-down one hell of an ingenious contraption for men that you developed….good God! It screams trashy with an undertone of rugged male Manliness just the kind of shirt that’s cheap enough you want to rip off with your f****** fingers throw the floor and yet knows how to make a pair of biceps look like they were sculpted from the heavens themselves. Tonight when the walking-talking male billboard was over this sky had a nice tingle and electricity about it due to the impending rain shower that’s about to hit so there was just a damp mugginess in the air that made his body just glisten with an ever so slightly bead of sweat and with the sun setting it just became almost art like- his already tan bulging biceps rock hard from a hard day of working with his hands…he was so hard to take my eyes away and even harder to keep my hands off of but I am a lady and somehow I was able to find the willpower to compose myself but you can bet your ass I know what I’m going to be thinking about later….fuuuuuuck. So hot!

My will power is fading….omfg! He makes a hard sale….i keep asking myself why I haven’t agreed yet?? Seems silly not to.
You only live once right…?

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