Gay Trek: The Next Generation

12/05/06 Dover Mall, Sears 5:15pm

Coming out of the Sears Automotive Dept. I saw a mother with a tissue standing with her son.

Mother: Ok, now blow. Come on blow harder! Come on, it's never going to shoot out if you keep stopping, now blow!


Ah, even at a young age, a mother is passing down her wisdom to her son.

Labor Day Weekend

59 Lake, Rehoboth Beach, De:

Friend: I hate guys who take their shirts off. Ew, Ew, Ew.

Me: Yeah, it's kind of like Christmas, where someone's already unwrapped your presents.

Friend: Exactly! And when you finally unwrap the rest of it, it's small and damaged or not what you wanted/expected.

My Guy, My Guy, My Guy, Talking bout...Myyyyy Guyyyyy.

Me and my friend Catarina went to the Harrington Slots last night. On the trip over we kept noticing hot guys all along the way. It seemed to be boys in tight jeans with wife beaters and tattoos night. We were LOVING IT!

Everywhere we seemed to stop guys seemed to swarm. It was eye candy night, and we were window shopping. Me being in my usual amorous nature, could barely control myself. After several leers, jeers and impromptu braking, we finally made it to the slots.

We walked in the door and immediately came face to face with a 5'12, white, bone-thin, secuirty guard wearing tan trousers and a green button up shirt. His top front teeth seemed to just hang over his bottom lip. He was geeky/goofy looking and totally not my type. Before the door even shut from our entrance, he shouted very loudly, "I'M YOUR GUY!"

My friend Catarina immediately turned to me and said, "There you go!"