Sunday, August 02, 2009

Drive my mini-Cooper and I'm feeling super-dooper (Part 63)...

Superman Sundays

Looking at this photo, you may be wondering, "Polt, what the hell does this have to do with Superman?" And yeah, there IS a lot going on, and a lot to see. But if you pay careful attention, you'll notice the stripper facing away from us, has a little Superman S tattooed on his lower back.


I love tattoos on guys in that place, cause unless they're a stripper or a plumber, the only time you're really gonna see it is when they're on their hands and knees and you're behind them, and whilst gripping thier waist, you look down and watch a few beads of sweat fall from your forehead and gently cascade down on the flesh surrounding the tattoo, remaining there only a few seconds before the motion of your bodies sends them rolling away across his back and over the side.

Yeah, I love when that happens.

POLT Listening to "It's Not Me It's You" by Prozzak

A blonde is a red dress can do without introductions. - Rona Jaffe

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