It's just a few months ago that I crushed on Johnny Weir at the Athens Olympics. He was back in international competition this weekend in the World Championships and he was sitting pretty until he flamed out in the free skate. OK, that was fun to write. I never cared much about figure skating before him, but he's just SO OUT THERE, that I can't help but love him. Here, for your viewing pleasure and mine, is a video of Johnny shopping. Enjoy! Thanks to freakgirl for the link.
While I'm on the gay tip, can I share a little story with you? You won't judge me, will you? At least not too harshly. I was working out during lunch today and I opened a locker to stash my stuff and there in the bottom of it was a pair of swim trunks. Not any random trunks, but those of one half of the Snow White/Rose Red (one fair and blonde, the other swarthy dark goodness) hunka brothers that I ogle at my gym. I recognized them because they are distinctive board shorts and also because the pattern has burned itself into my retina from all the staring. So I was sorely tempted to steal them. I know, I know, you're repulsed by me now. It's not like I was gonna get all twisted with them. But I didn't take them. I did put them on my head for a sec and sniffed them, but I left them where I found them.
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Come to Sydney my sweet, sweet, Mikey. You have not had the complete camp shopping experience until you have been let loose with The Kid and myself. Call QANTAS now to avoid dissapointment and beat the rush. Bring your credit cards. And remember; money can't get you everything, but it can get you a shit load a happiness.
I lurve the boardshorts. With that hibiscus print they very much remind me of the Occy style of shorts that was so popular here in Oz back in the 80's especially. So named after an Australian pro-sufer called Mark Occhilupo who made the stye quite famous (though back then, the long boardie look was very de rigour).
Ah, such memories indeed. They indeed too are indelibly etched into my memory. I can almost taste the salt, feel the sand between my toes, picture the dunes, remember the joy of pulling then slowly down to reveal a hot tan line and a ..... ummmm ...
I grew up on the Mid North Coast, m'kay. Right near the beach.
Don't hate me ;-)
I love those shorts and am now trying to conjure up an image of the guy who wears them. You're a good person for not stealing them!
Oh. I got distracted for a minute and failed to mention MY Johnny! Ain't he just dreamy?
I don't need to conjur. Rabbit is a surfer.
And do I need to mention that Sydney has approximately sixty beaches?
*Evil grin*
Bodhi, you don't even KNOW how tempted I am to drop everything and run for the border. And the dateline. Shopping with vous sounds divine. Yeah, those board shorts remind me of a more updated version of the JAMS I wore in the 80's ::shudder:: I'm sure those will be back shortly.
Steve, the guy who wears them is a fucking DREAM. Square-jawed with a killer body, blonde spiky hair and blue eyes. When he works out (especially with his brother, a dark-skinned/hair/eyes version of him) I'm driven completely to distraction. A lot of 'adjusting' takes place, of necessity. And yes, Johnny is a dreamboat...a fairy boat, if you will.
No Bodhi, you needn't remind me of the paradise you inhabit and images of Rabbit with the top of his ass peeking out of board shorts or a shorty wetsuit are practically the de riguer tool of the solo trade I so frequently ply.
See, me... if it had been underwear I would have taken it... boardshots... well, I suppose it depends on how hot Snow White and Rose Red (it's not Rose White... I checked)are...
Of course you're right, yaniboy. I didn't even notice that I'd typed that. Apologies to the Brothers Grimm and the Brothas Hunka HAwt.
So you would have stolen underwear, eh? Reminds me of Jack stealing all of Kevin Bacon's jockstraps at the gym. As I've mentioned, these guys are seriously hot. Like imagine the hottest Corbin Fisher frat guys like five years later and that's them. Comprende?
Comprende.
Ooops, sorry, Corbin who?...
Korben Dallas? Korben, my man?
www.corbinfisher.com
Definitely NOT suitable for work, but definitely RIGHT up your alley, B.
Oooooh, and I so love things right up my alley ;-)
Will be sure to check it out. Thanx Mikey!
I haven't seen that site at all, but I think Cade is my favourite... and Mason is kinda hawt...
Have you lost your mind?! This is America! Land of opportunity! YOU should have taken the damn shorts and listed them on eBay! Accompanied by how they're too tight in the crotch and you're just cleaning out your closets to make room for some new jockstraps. I believe the bids would have topped $150.
PS-Shamefully, I jerked off with a co-worker's silk tie once. There. I said it. I own it. (btw: he was not wearing it at the time)
That PS just made my day.
All our days, I suspect.
Works for me.
Inspired by Herr Guy, if the trunks are still there tonight, they are coming home with M.E. Consider yourself an accomplice.
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