Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Meet my new pillowcase

I kinda have to, don't you think? Oh, how you still haunt me, Big Brother Nick! More specifically, oh, how you still provide visual fodder for my afternoon jack-off, Big Brother Nick! Dreamy.

10 comments:

sam said...

He's hawt, but I'm still doing naughty things to Tom Brady in my head. Can't stop or take a detour.

The Other Andrew said...

How did that song by Cornershop go?...

"Everybody needs a hot guy for a pillow, everybody needs a hot guy..." - or something.

Beau RN said...

You have an afternoon jack off? Wow. Do tell.

Michael said...

My motto's always been when it's right, it's right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way.


AND... you're up to speed!

Always been a morning guy, you know? With "morning" extending until at least 4:00 PM. After that, I'm still game, but you'll gonna do most of the heavy work.

Michael said...

....you'll have to do most of the heavy work.

Beau RN said...

So do instead of stuffing your pie-hole with McDonalds and making your customers wait, do you have your afternoon...erm.."delight" and make them wait for you?

Now that is snazzy.

Michael said...

I defile myself at home. That's one thing I'll miss about Smalltown USA. Maybe I can find one of those LIVE/WORK developments in a city somewhere!

Beau RN said...

Or a private bathroom in an new office. I'm just sayin', a private bathroom in an office rocks...ahem.

Michael said...

Now it's YOUR turn to tell, sir!

The Other Andrew said...

Jesus, get a room.

(And then post the pictures.)