The Sun Is Shining For The First Time In Forever; We're Gay! Fagz Club Spring 2010

I would like to propose a FAP on THURSDAY MAY 13 at wherever. Surm you must must come!!

OK, gays, I need to buy some cologne for this highfalutin (highfagutin?) evening and need some recommendations.

My bike's been idle since late last summer. One of the wheels needs to be trued.

highflatulent evening

What do you think the cologne is for?

I thought cologne was illegal in MN as it should be in the rest of North America. Back during my Jackie Collins: Hollywood Wives obsession, I annoyed people with Giorgio VIP:

http://www.99perfume-wholesale.com/image/GIORGIO_VIP_M.jpg

Now I sport this 'cologne' which is what I suggest for you lessin you want to make enemies before you've made friends:

http://www.vitadiscount.com/vitasprings/deodorant-stick-spring-fresh-nature-s-gate.jpg

Giorgio. Got it. Headed to the perfume counter now.

So, Eric and J0rdan...how were your respective flatulent evenings?

my hand still smells like butt, so good

Every night's flatulent with me, but tonight's when I get to break up a Buñuel dinner party with it.

xpost jealous!

Vomit, butt -- whatever effluvia works.

http://www.kafaayari.com/wp-content/phantom_of_liberty2.jpg

i just got back from picking through a dozen yard sales and i smell like attic dust, granny grime, and body odor. as long as we are describing our frangrances for the day.

I too smell like body odor. I was way gross and didn't shower after my bike ride yesterday (i was dry by the time i got home, k?) but I did change my underwear and shirt and will probably shower after my superlong bike right later today.

Just spent an hour and a half admiring the ass, calves, forearms and jet black hair of a guy I asked, out of the blue, if he'd like to tie in at the climbing gym. Came away from the experience profoundly aware of how unfair life is. He's married for 12 years, has three kids, is 36 years old, looks 22. I finished my climbs today looking 50.

Eric!! And here I thought you were the shy, quiet type.

ew why is everybody talking about gross stuff. jordan u started it

sorry!

xp oh please, like everything in your life smells like roses and freshly-baked snickerdoodles

I smell like citron tea and a slightly unwashed hoody.

i recently told my friends there are three words i will not stand for: sniff, nasty, and fart.

like i can't

i shaved tonight and i look like a peach cobbler

upscale gays

i.e., the enemy?

My dick goes totally limp at this phrase.

gays I will fuck = belchers

I am the shy, quiet type, Stevie. The fact that I approached the guy at all was partially based on his being straight.

And I had a belching contest with one of the "upscale gays" tonight.

Of course, that was mere minutes before I ditched them to hang out with a group of straight friends. The more things change...

Went to a housewarming party thrown by an Upscale Gay couple. A spread (homemade ceviche and spinach-artichoke dip) as impressive as the view of the intercoastal and ocean. At one point one of the owners followed me to the bathroom, where he serviced me after locking the door behind him. That's my kind of upscale dip.

sounds like "Spread" could be his nickname

I love ceviche and blowjobs

i feel like on separate occasions tho

I have never had ceviche. What is the awesomeness ratio of ceviche : blowjobs?

Cold shrimp, crushed garlic, sticky lips.

Do not be that one guy at the party who always to cum in the ceviche.

One of these days, I'll have a food story. Until then, bravo, Alfred!

yea word up on that food story man

i have a food story!!!! the case of the famous chinese food. ryan and i were out late at night, and we got mugged, and we came home and had chinese food and then some.

that's it, that's my food story. it's not that good (we were on our way to see peaches!!)

That is sad!! I hope you did not lose much :( I have never been mugged and get nervous at the thought.

i did not lose anything, but i had to stand there and watch the love of my life get robbed of his cell fone, wallet and scottish plaid umbrella. fuckin sucked.

o and his cell fone was a star tac - one of those silver flips! shit is like vintage nowadays

at least neither of you got stabbed?

no, no - no stabbing.

I am not telling my sort-of food story here.

uh, wow, food. this guy i am having a thing with (three nights in a row, i'm kind of exhausted) cooked SILKWORM PUPAE last night at this barbecue. actually not bad— like a nutty fake chicken taste?

anyway, yeah, he's pretty wild. commercial diver, underwater welder, film-maker, sex-worker, punk rock.

now to search for jobs and get on food stamps.

i watched "snapped" yesterday, about an ex male stripper who got killed. he was very hot. now he's dead.

that was my sunday afternoon.

The last guy I was seeing was such a fussy eater, he was lovely but it's such a relief that I no longer have to worry about showing him menus to veto - now I can just sit at home with soup for one.

I do want to hear Dr Morbius' food story now though

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HAIRCUT.. plus u can see the triangle tat on my hand.

yah hair!!!

loving this whole stylistic choice tbh

sorry to pry tabes, but is dudes name M@++ by any chance?

lolz yes.

rad. old friend. again, sorry fr nosing, just got stoked cause i like that guy a bunch

damn, u tan