After the blast, chips of pluto...

I've lost a friend. Well, not really a friend, but kind of a constant in my life. He was 76 years old, and he is, as of today, no more. I never met him, but I knew he was always out there, a constant as I said.

But as of today, the planet Pluto is no more. It's no longer a planet. Scientists have downgraded it to a...smaller planet, a sub planet, or something. SO we no longer have 9 planets that I learned about in school. But do we have 8 planets, oh no! No, in addition to the...sub planet Pluto, there's also Pluto's moon (Cheron, I think) that's also been reclassified as a...sub planet, and there's some thing between Mars and Jupiter, amidst the asteroids, that's been classified a sub planet and there's a chunk of rock out beyond Pluto that's been classified as sub planet as well. SO now, we subtract a planet from the 9 I know and end up with 12! Go figure...math was never my forte.

1930-2006

POLT = listening to "Ya Mama" by Fatboy Slim

So, Lonestar, now you see evil will always triumph over good because good is dumb. - Dark Helmet, Spaceballs

If feel the need to be naked with you (Part 22)...

Yessiree, it's that time once again...



So I posted yesterday about how messy my apartment is, and how unmotivated I am to clean it. And I thought, words are one thing, but a photo, as they say, is worth 1,000 words! I guess you can't fully appreciate the mess that IS my apartment until you see it, so, I give you this:



And actually, this picture is a few weeks old...its even worse now. But on the upside, aren't those dainty lil shins just gorgeous?

HAPPY HNT, one and all!

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POLT = listening to "Backwater" by The Meat Puppets

Nick was so pretty he could stop traffic. I mean, he would just walk into a McDonald's and whole families would stop chewing thier Big Mac's and stare. - Colin, Gutterboys

Play the lower, kid you softly like Robert...

Well, Robert got the heave-ho. No great surprise. But onto the notes I jotted down...

• They're using thier moms! GREAT idea! I love it! Oh and Kors' mom too!
• "Sometimes, the past needs to stay in the past." - Kayne
• I LOVE Pam, Jeffrey's mom. She seems so...dignified, almost regal. How in the hell did something like Jeffrey spring from her loins?
• The Internet buzz is true, Laura IS pregnant. WIth numebr 6?!?!?! At HER age?
• "Sweet JeZUS!" - Robert
• "She had the brightest colors and rhinestones on her shoes so I knew we'd get along." - Kayne
• Jeffrey IS an ass. Recovering alcoholic. Junkie living on the street. Suicidal. That still doesn't allow you to be rude. Especially to someone sweet like her mom. He's just an ass.
• The Nike commerical, with the female tennis player who I should probably know and everyone around singing "I Feel Pretty"...LOVED IT! I smiled all the way through it.
• Daniel V, in a sportscar, at the piers. Now weren't the piers places where gay men hung out to hook up? And Daniel V is there? Yeah, THAT'S what I'm talking about!
• Micheal in a yellow sweater vest...who knew ANYONE could pull that off?
• "That's enough of a mindfuck to drive anyone crazy!" - Robert
• "I'm gonna walk the runway like a model and embarrass Kayne." - Patricia, his mom. Love her, LOVE her...she reminds me, sorta, of Mama Polt
• Collier Storng, the makeup guy, just FREAKS me out, what witht he bald head and acne scars. I know the guy can't help it, but he frightens me
• What woudl I do on a $50,000 expedia.com dream vacation? Two words, baby: Remingtons and Toronto!

Okay, now the outfits themselves:

Laura - Okay, but not terribly flattering and not her best work
Uli - Very love child/60's hippish, BUT it works for this model
Vincent - Very dignified outfit, very nicely done. If only he'd be on his meds when he designed more outfits
Kayne - Liked it. Looks like something she's wear.
Angela - Fringe is too much. Looks like something for someone in her 20's
Robert - Wasnt flattering and was boring
Michael - Looked like a stewardess or waitress. I don't like it at all (note: didn't like it anymore even after being told it was totally reversible)
Jeffrey - What was up with the collar? Horrible design. not at all flattering..on ANY model

Best - Uli, Vincent, Kayne
Worst - Jeffrey, Robert, Laura

Uli wins, Robert goes home. (I think Jeffrey had a worse outfit, BUT he's got much more drama potential than Robert, and the producers aren't gonna let him leave after he's made Angela's mom cry! He's this season's Santino!)
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Well, I was batting 50-50 there this week, eh? I knew as soon as it got down to Jeffrey and Robert who was going, and for the reason stated above. It's a shame really. Robert's outfit wasn't exciting at all, but Jeffrey's was just a mess. Still, it's drama, not fashion that ruled the day once again.

And what's with Vincent winning??? Well, at least there's no immunity, so he can go home next week then!

POLT = listening to "Bad Reputation" by Freddy Johnston

President Bush has talked about leadership, but there is more to leadership than ordering an attack on a foreign country! - Charley Reese, Nov 27, 2004

Is how I live, some messy questions...

Ya know, there is so much i need to be doing around the apartment here, especically in light of the fact i'm having a special visitor next weekend (but more on that later), but I just don't do it. IN the mornings, as I'm rushing around to get ready to for, I tell myself, "Man, tonight when I get home I will HAVE to do something. Maybe the dishes? Maybe clear off the coffee table? Maybe the bathroom? Maybe the dining room table? Maybe straighten up the bedroom a bit? Yeah, I'll do something like that when I get home."

And then I get home and what do I do? Set on my fat ass in front of the computer screen posting to my blog or downloading porn (oh like YOU don't! Don't judge me.) And meanwhile, nothing else gets done. I wish I had a bit of motivation for cleaning, but I don't. I hate it, I always have. It just seems so useless. Why dust? It's just gonna get dusting again.

I have not made my bed in well over 15 years. Oh, I've changed my sheets, I do that on a regular basis, but I never actually make the bed. It makes no sense to me. I'm gonne be getting back in it and messing up the covers and all again that night, why bother to pull the sheets up and arrange the pillows, etc, etc, etc. Its' not like anyone's gonna actually SEE the bed. And if they do, well, they're friends of mine who KNOW what a slob i am, or they're guys I've brought home to fuck, and like they're gonna CARE what if my bed's made or not.

But despite all this, I do wish i'd have a bit more desire to clean. Just to keep things a bit more tidy. Course, if I stopped buyin books, and canceled my magazine subscriptions, and threw some shit out, well THAT would help with the mess certainly!

BUt whatcha gonna do? May as well wish for a purple sky, or the body of the guy from Snakes On A Plane or what have you. The fact is, I'm a packrat. And a messy one at that. And that's the way it is. Period, end of story.

POLT = listening to "Human Behavior" by Bjork

Keep your eyes on your friends, because your enemies will take care of themselves. - JR Ewing, Dallas

The vacuum don't suck but it needs a new belt...

Honest to GOD, when I first saw this photo, I did NOT think what you're thinking I thought.




My first thought was "WOW! he's got a checkered belt with a Batman buckle! Wonder where I could get one of those!" The boxers, and the pointing, and the dually splayed legs, and the freaky animal clock on the bookshelf, and the sexy chest, and the weird hat and armband...yeah, they all came later. But first, was the belt.

Hmmm, I wonder if I should be concerned about this...

POLT = listening to "Creep" by Radiohead

If God had thought homosexuality is a sin, he would not have created gay people. - Howard Dean

Writing poetry, looking up at the midnight sun...

I think I mentioned somewhere before that at times, I can write some really horrid poetry. And so it was that I was fumbling around my bedroom looking for something, and I found this. A poem I wrote on February 15, 1995 (I have the date written on it, but no title). As I recall, I wrote it at work, probably crying the whole time. At that job, I was in an office by myself and it was in an out of the way place, and people rarely came by. I could have died from a stroke or something and nobody would have found me until the smell reached them. At any rate, this is about a guy I had met just a few weeks before, whom I'll call Beaver, cause it was his nickname. He and I had a "fling" for about a month and a half, with me getting all emotionally involved and him just getting sex (and the sex was GOOD, let me assure you!). Anyway, here we go (be gentle)...

I'm supposed to be working,

But no, I sit here thinking.

Thinking of you, nothing else.

You filling my thoughts, constantly,

Fill them with memories, and,

emotions I can't control.

And these emotions scare me.

They're intense and powerful.

I've never felt these before.

But I do not run or hide

rom them. Despite my fear, I

welcome them, the joy they bring.

They force me to do strange things,

like writing poetry. I

don't even like poetry!

And yet I'm forced to write it.

They make me want to call you,

Just to hear your voice, your laugh,

but I don't. I don't want to suffocate or crowd you in.

And they make me feel things too.

Happy, when I see you smile,

content, when ours hands are joined,

passion, when my lips touch yours,

but most of all, love. Just when-

ever we are together.

I wish I had the words or

ability to tell you

all of this face to face, but

I don't. So I do it here.

Oh, can you feel the angst? The ennui? the Goth-like, adolescent yearning? Well, it ain't good, but at least it's honest, cause it IS how I felt at the time. Can turn quite a phrase, your Uncle Polt, can't he?

POLT = listening to "Radio, Radio" by Elvis Costello

I love vegetarians cause they have garlic breath and fart a lot. - Ted, Queer Eye For The Straight Guy

Geneticlly taylored every bit of this stimulus...

If you recall from my review of Snakes On A Plane, you're recall a scene with a couple in the bathroom getting in on and her boobies flopping all over like fish out of water. Well, as I think I mentioned, there was a pretty hot looking guy with her, and he had an awesome chest. I was somewhat obsessed about him (yeah, I KNOW how hard that is to believe), so with some searching, I discovered his name is Taylor Kitsch, and that he had done modeling before for Deisel and A&F.

AND, I found some photos of him. So you can share in the eye candy as I did!




































































































Ah, how nice, eh? Too bad HE had to be one to die in the movie. It would have been MUCH more enjoyable to have him burst out of the bathroom, alive and shirtless and make it through the rest of the movie that way. That's how I would have filmed it.

POLT - listening to "Lemon" by U2

I am upset. I am uptight. I am up to my nipples in Southern Comfort, and you're trying to take advantage of me...FINE! - Arnold, Torch Song Trilogy

Too much information for my mind (part 4)...

Got these from http://tmituesday.blogspot.com.

1. Have you ever bought something to increase your sexual performance or enhance your attributes? No. I did try to get Viagra from my doctor, just a sample mind you, just to see what the effect was. But he recommended a penis pump instead. Think THAT'S not awkward, having your doctor talk to you about penis pumps!
2. Do you talk to your parents about sex? Can you/will you talk to your children? My parents, no way. It would be WAY too uncomfortable to hear about thiers and I'm sure they're not interested in mine. My kids, if I ever have any, I plan to be open and honest with them.
3. Sex during pregnancy... great or ick? I have not, nor do I plan to, have sex with a woman while she's pregnant. The whole idea is kinda...icky to me. To my understanding, however, women get really horny while pregnant, and it's difficult for the men to keep up.
4. What is the longest you've ever been celebate after having lost your virginity? A month? A couple months.
5. What is the best sex game you've ever played? Spin The Bottle, which led to 7 Minutes In Heaven, when I was a teenager. Nothing's ever as fun as the first time playing that while your hormones are in full throttle mode.
Bonus: Who was the first person (names unneccessary) you were ever naked in front of for sexual reasons? Probably Wayne King. When we were both teenagers, he was the first guy I ever got naked with to do stuff. Before that, it was just pull down your pants, etc, etc, etc.

POLT = listening to "Little Fluffy Clouds" by The Orb

"Good job. Take the rest of the week off." "Adam, it's Friday." "So it is. See you Monday." - D.A. Adam Schiff, Law & Order

When everyone's sharing their hope, the love will break through...

Last night, the formerly str8 (or still possibly str8, just bi-curious or experimenting) friend of mine that I hooked up with about ten days ago spent the night again. This is all well and good. But afterwards, this morning, after his shower...he used my deoderant. Again.

It's the Sure solid stuff, not a spray (if they even make the spray anymore). And I know everytime I use it, and everytime he has, we've been clean in the underarms. but still...using someone else's deoderant just seems....wrong.

I know, this is a silly complaint from someone who's had other...parts of his anatomy in my mouth. And vice versa. But nonetheless, I still think it's wrong. I mean, it's like using another person's toothbrush...which he's done before. Back when we were first friends, and he'd hang out here overnight in a PURELY heterosexual friendly way, the next morning, he used my toothbrush. I KNOW, girlfriend! So I let him use that one everytime he came over, I got a new one for myself, and now keep a supply of fresh toothbrushs on hand at all times.

Maybe it's a str8 guy thing? Like when you're in the looker after the game, you run outta Old Spice stick and just borrow your teammates? Or in the frat house, when you run out, you just use a fellow brother's until you can get your own? Is that possible? Do str8 guys DO that?

Maybe it's cause I'm gay, but I just think the whole idea is...icky. Kinda like seeing a foreign hair on the soap you're gonna use. Or a hair on the sink that's so short you KNOW it didn't come from a man's face.

Not right...not right at ALL....

POLT = listening to "Creep" by Radiohead

The decision was between a guy hwo was resolute but wrong, and a guy who was not as resolute-seeming but kind of right. And evidently, AMerica is more comfortable with a guy who is resolute, even if he is demonstrably wrong. - AL Franken, December 2004

Her face at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale...

Got another meme...

My 21 Firsts:
1. Who was your first prom date? Kathy Speaks. What a sweetheart. And only at the 5 year reunion, did I learn that she was a lesbian.
2. Who was your first roommate? There was a guy in college I rented an apartment with for a semester. I have no idea what his name is, but he LOVED Joan Bias, was from Dover PA, and he and I did NOT get along. he was strange.
3. What alcoholic beverage did you first drink? I probably had a sip of beer sometime as a kid, but the first drink I ever drank was Amaretto and Coke. I drank a few of them while I was in Europe when I was 16.
4. What was your first job? Delivering pizza for Dominos.
5. What was your first car? 1983 Pontiac 6000, grey. Pimp-mobile inDEED!
6. When did you go to your first funeral? I have no idea. I remember having my mom pick me up from school in like 4th grade and I had to change clothes in the car while she drove us this funeral for some person i don't even remember. That's probably my first one.
7. What was your first broken bone? Sprained an ankle once, but no broken bones (knock on wood)
8. Who was your first grade teacher? Mrs. Foster. Lovely old lady.
9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? To Europe in 1984.
10. When did you sneak out of your house for the first time, who was it with? I don't think I ever snuck out of the house. I always told me parents I was going out with friends and be back at so-and-so time and that was it.
11. Who was your first best friend and are you still friends with them? Trudy Black. We were the best of friends for like 13, 15 years. We had a huge falling out when I was a senior in high school that we enver recovered from.
12. Where was your first sleepover? Sophomore in high school, over at Steve's house. It was me, Andy, Dennis, Steve, Pete, his younger brother Andy (who was hot as hell), and the asshole Jim. Had a blast!
13. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? Amie.
14. Whose wedding were you in the first time? Duff and Mel, back in 1991. I was Best Man.
15. What is the first thing you do in the morning? Reset the alarm for 15 minutes later.
16. What was the first concert you ever went to? Bon Jovi, "Slippery When Wet" at HersheyPark Arena, baby!
17. First tattoo or piercing? Superman S tattoo, left shoulder. In 2000.
18. First celebrity crush? Leif Garrett, he THE most perfect hair...
19. Age of first real kiss and with who? First kiss was Kristy Garnes, in like 1st grade in my cousin's backyard. First REAL kiss, with tongues and all? Kathy Speaks, a few weeks prior to the prom.
20. First crush and their name? I don't really remember. I think I had a thing for Leigh Zurgable in elementary school, but she was way outta my league...even in 5th grade.
21. First love? I think I fell in love with Wayne King cause he was the first guy to kiss me, I mean REALLY kiss me. It obviously wasn't as much to him, though, as it was to me.

POLT - listening to "Woo, Hoo" but The 5, 6, 7, 8's

Be sure to squint as you approach. You may be blinded by my beauty. - Eleanor, The Lion In Winter

Week 58...

MONDAY'S HOT SHIRTLESS GUY PHOTOS




















POLT = listening to he sounds of the birds through the window

You're lucky I don't shoot you in the head and bury you upstate. And believe me, the hole is dug. - Penguin, Batman #628

Cause I been had the info, on the whores wit the hooters...

If these were the newest employees at Hooters, I'd go there to eat all the time.



Course, they don't have much in the way of Hooters. Guess they'd have to wear tight jockstraps, to show off thier...assests.

POLT = listening to "Where'd You Go" by Fort Minor

Let's get unconscious honey (Part 10)...

Once again, this is from Luna Nina. Visit there and you can play too.

I say ... and you think ... ?

Cruel :: Mean
Jive :: Talking
Weak :: Limp
Understand :: Nod
Bum :: Butt
Stairs :: Up
Tone :: Noise
Quickly :: blur
Moment :: Savor
Beating :: Bruise

POLT - listening to "Galvanize" by the Chemical Brothers

You can live in New Jersey, but you can't live in sin??? - Thom, Queer Eye For The Straight Guy

We walk along like sequel, you're a cameo...

Hey,I was thinking, if this Snakes On A Plane thing takes off with the way Hollywood is, they're gonna have to have a sequel, or two or seven or twelve, right? So I was wondering what the sequel should be?

Spiders On A Train
Sharks On A Motorcycle
Ducks On A Truck
Hippos On A Helicopter
Badgers On A Bus
Turtles On A Tugboat
Crickets On A Cruise Ship
Rhinos On Rollerskates
Skunks On Skis
Ferrets On A Ferry
Crabs In A Car
Racoons On A Rickshaw
Zebras On A Zeppelin
Jaguars On A Jetski
Wolverines On A Winnebago
Bulls In A China Shop
Rats On a Sinking Ship
How about: Ship Of Fowls?

Or how about one that I read online: Snakes On A Plane 2: More Snakes On a Different Plane

Plain, simple, to the point....I'll go with that one.

POLT = listening to "Ray Of Light" by Madonna

"What's this do?" BOOM! "...That's. Not. Helping." - Batman, The Justice League: Starcrossed

Lies the snake, the sun, in my disgrace...

This evening, a few friends went to dinner and a movie. It was me, Uncle Polt...




Ghostie, the Dead Boy Wonder...



and Mr. David Franceschina.



And he, Mr. David Franceschina, went along despite the fact his very pregnant wife is having regular, if infrequent, contractions, and ready to calf thier second child. Hell, the kid is probably crowning even as I type this. However, since I harrassed him enough during the meal, I'll refrain from doing it any more here.

And, what you're asking yourself, did we go see this evening? Well, I'm rather embarrassed to say I'm even the one that suggested going to see it. See, Mr. David Franchina has been going nuts about this movie for months (I didn't seem this excited at the birth of his first child), and I was poo-poo the whole concept of the movie. BUt then the more I saw about it and read about it, well I felt that as an abject followers of fashion and trends that I am I HAD to see it opening weekend.

Yes kids, that's right, Uncle Polt went tonight and saw Snakes On A Plane!



It's the MOTHER fucking snakes on the MOTHER fucking plane, MOTHER fucker!!!!!

MWAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! Okay, look, there might be spoilers below so if you don't want to know about the movie, read no further.

Oh this movie was great! Freaking great! Oh it was bad. Real baaaaad, don't get me wrong. But hell, you know going in any movie with a title like that is NOT going to be Oscar caliber! And I don't recall laughing at so many death scenes in any one movie EVER. Honestly, I laughed more than i was scared. I did jump once though, however, in my defence, both Mr. David Franceshina and Ghostie jumped as well...and Ghostie is a veteran of many a Nightmare Halloween Chainsaw Massacre on Friday The 13th!

It is what it is: a crappy stupid movie with a cheesy title that's pure stupid vapid mind numbing entertainment. And it doesn't aspire to anything higher. it introduces a vertiable Towering Inferno of characters, most with just one personality trait. You know those will die in the end. Or at least you think they will. I counted 6 or 7 deaths of characters that were not just background people meant to die. They reminded me of the red shirted officers from the original Star Trek. no name, no personality, just a body there to die. And probably recognize several of the actors besides Samuel L Jackson. There's the nurse from ER, the firefighter from the other show, the guy who was the villian in a Karate Kid movie, and the fat black kid from that kid's show and SNL, etc, etc, etc. But in the end, none of them really matter, cause there just there to be terrorized anyway.

And ya know, I movie that features a cat as it's first victim of the snakes can't be all wrong! I had read they refilmed things to give it an R-rating, and I guess that from all the boobie shown in the one scene. I could put up with it, cause there's an equally hot guy shirtless with her, i mean he's steaming hot! Oh and there's several hot muscular Asian men, which was a big draw for me. Even the villian of the movie is shown shirtless and sweaty. I wanted to see more of him, just like that, but his part was kinda small. Oh, and the hot tall long-haired built Asian guy henchman was pretty easy on the eyes as well. And even the kid, Shawn, isn't bad, especially when he's shirtless, but that's not until the end.

I don't know what else to tell ya people...the movie, as I said, is what it is. I enjoyed it, it was a good laugh, with some decent eye candy. See it if you wanna, don't see it if ya don't, it's not gonna change your life either way. But I enjoyed myself. And I think they other 14 people in the theater did as well.

Oh, and if you see it,when it's over you HAVE to stay, cause there's a video, yes I said a VIDEO. A SNAKES ON A PLANE video! By some no name band. Oh it's hideously hilarious. We had to stay for it all (well, we were the only ones to do so, and I forced them to stay through it). BUt i think for 99 cents I'm gonna get it from iTunes, just to say I have it!

What can i tell ya? Snakes on a plane, man, snakes on a plane.

Oh and here's a t-shirt I found..makes me laugh....



POLT - listening to "Don't You Cry" by Guns N Roses

A troll is someone who wants you more than you want them. - Colin, Gutterboys

Life seems jolly rotten, there's something you've forgotten...

So this week, as I was flipping through the channels, I came upon the movie "The Forgotten." It was already about 10 minutes into it, and I normally don't watch movies once they've started, but I thought what the hell?



I remembered the previews I had seen, and it looked mildly interesting. And the information given by my digital cable thingee told me about it and added, "and watch for an unexpected twist ending!" And I thought, hey, that does sound interesting. Plus, I think Julieanne Moore is an outstanding actress. I loved nearly everything she's done since Boogie Nights. So I settled in to watch it.

***There are spoilers posted after this, so anyone NOT knowing about the movie but wanting to perhaps view it later, is advised to go no further***

So I'm watching this, kinda getting into it. Is it a government thing? Is it aliens? Is she truly mad? And I was loving the mystery of it all. And all along, I'm waiting for the "unexpected twist ending"! So at the point, where she's trying to get to her son in the room, and the "guy" is talking to her, and there is energy crackling through her, I thought "I got it! She IS hallucinating, and she's ina hospital and they're giving her electro-shock therapy! Soon, the screen will go black. And when it comes back up, it will she her eye opening and then pull back slowly to show her strapped done to a gurney, and the revelation that the whole thing's been in her head!"

And then....she finds her kid at the playground. And watches the "guy" walk away. And finds Ash and they start talking. And the screen goes black.

WHAT THE HELL?????

Where is the "unexpected twist ending"??? What was unexpected about all that?? It wasn't unexpected, it was stupid. It seemed the movie was going someplace, and then, in the end, they chickened out and didn't go there. Stupid Hollywood execs. I guess they wanted a "warm fuzzy happy" ending instead of something truly "unexpected" and a"twist". Bastards.

What a stupid waste of time that was. And what a disappointment. And a waste of talent:Ms. Moore, Alfre Woodard, Dr. Green from ER (forget his real name), the cute guy who played Ash (I didn't get his name), Gary Sinese, etc, etc.

If anyone's not seen it, and contemplating seeing it, I'd say pass. It's got some nice visuals, and it's interestingly shot, but overall, its' just not worth it.

POLT - listening to "Sunday Girl" by Blondie

"The tall lady's telling tales." "I'm gonna reach down and rip off his puny little face!" - CJ Cregg, The West Wing

It's all the same, only the names will change...

Stumbled upon this site today:

Surname Popularity Index

Type your name is and see how popular it is. Uncle Polt's last name ranked 6566th in thier database. Out of how many, I don't know, but I know my Mom's name ranked 18, 219th, so there are quite a few names in there!

Try it out, let me know how it came out for you.

POLT = listening to "Southside" by Moby

She rubbed against him in a manner the Joker wasn't quite sure he didn't entirely dislike. - Batman: No Man's Land

A kiss is just a kiss (part 38)...

Frenching Fridays

POLT = listening to "Galvanize" by The Chemical Brothers

Oh, very cute, Worf. Eat any good books lately? - Q, Star Trek: The Next Generation

I've told you almost ev'ry bedtime story...

From where I got most of these, I assume these are straight guys, most on Spring Break or something, caught by thier buddies. I, however, had no information one was or another of thier sexual orientation. (I do know I wouldn't mind being in there with a few of them!)




Awww, aren't they just the sweetest lil things?

POLT = listening to "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" by Smashing Pumpkins

Marge, wake up and smell your husband! - Selma, The Simpsons

The satisfying way the swimsuit sticks to her skin...

I know it's nearly the end of the summer season, but if anyone's planning a trip to the beach soon, may I recommend the following types of swimwear:




Course, I guess unless you actually LOOK like the guys modeling them, you need not apply. Oh, and it would probably help to be gay, as well.

POLT = listening to "Medusa's Path" by The Prodigy

It's good to be the king. - King Louis, History Of The World, Part 1