Between hundred watts of staccato burst of laughter, drunken stupidities and an explosion of gay humor, I speculate how many of you have wondered even for the briefest splits of a second if you are homosexual!
I have. When I figured I don’t have conventional girl tendencies I did.
I have had long discussions with my girlfriends about it. Thankfully the predicament didn’t last more than a nanosecond. The Women I know are blazing hot! Not in just a feministically-liberating-men-are stupid-fucks way but in all honesty, the smoothness in the skin, the grace in their semi feline semi monstrous gait, the doe-shaped eyes all sum up to oozing a fanatical sexual vibe. I know for a fact I am not attracted to women. {Come on, I’d rather prefer touching a beardy face reeking a blend of nicotine and cologne than licking mascara off}After hanging out with a bunch of rowdy testosterone-fired-chest-beating geology majors all through college, I sure have learnt what kind of arse is smackable, what is the difference between cute/hot/pretty/ugly/pretty ugly, etc.Often I also point out a random hot attractive woman to them [guess that is why they put up with me, I have a good eye].but that definitely does not mean I am attracted to them
Sometimes I reckon life would’ve been easier if I was one…The emotional, mental and intellectual connection two women have is exclusive only to them.
I know a few of my women friends who have kissed another.I guess it feels like kissing a mirror.In a state of intoxication and the proximity of a icy cold diva with straight hair in a French cut and black make up, there is a far fetched possibility i might to[never have yet had the guts] but there is no way i would want to go home to a woman...
There are times I have been more comfortable and relaxed at dinner at an expensive place when it’s only one of my girl-friends and me than with a semi-pretentious-I-am-interested-in-you-but-id-like-an-aspirin date with a not-so-attractive-boy man.
Unfortunately I am not. I am a total succor for and fall head over heels in love with those things that talk well, have the capability to make my heart’s decisions look like an ethereal mess of complexities, have shoulders broader than the waist and without a doubt a libido and a penis.
Aouzum!!!! I was laughing like a freak reading this coz I can relate completely!! Hahaha.... Yes... Women are hot, and I find myself checkin them out more often than I shud.. but at the end of the day, I wud most definitely want to go home to a testosterone-fired-chest-beating man. hehe...
ReplyDeleteOh btw... I totally pictured the likes of rahul, denzil, farrel, carl n ppl doing the Gorrilla Alpha male chest beating and jumpin arnd bit.HAHAHHAHAHA.... N Im still laughin!!
hahhahaa...now even i can picture the chest beating..lol..carl esp befits the description perfectly...AND we want to go home to one of them///how abby?how??
ReplyDeletelol...i so relate to this...it just kinda sums all d conversations we've had about going that way...i used to wonder too (you would know)...but yeah, like we say, making out with a woman is like making out with a mirror (i still wonder how men think thats hot!)..its a disgusting thought...imagine soft delicate hands like yours, running down your back as against strong, big hands...you can't even compare the two...
ReplyDeletefuck yeah!good thing they find it hot...what would we do otherwise??hahha/...n yeah nipples are suoppsed t be tiny n hairy and not protruding outta 36Ds hahhaha
ReplyDeleteI sit and read this in my room in fucking Tunisia (the land of the French, Italian,Lebanon,Algerian,etc women)....there are atleast 50 hot women in the lobby (For Eyes Only)....while we Geoservices guys our beating our hairy chests all alone in our rooms.....how i feel like crying.....im so depressed before i forget....nice post....lol
ReplyDeletehahah...u poor thing!no sinned cant sin in tunisia aye??ha ha...
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