| missingiris ( @ 2007-08-30 11:55:00 |
so i was sitting at a bus stop kind of grumbling that its so bloody hot. i mean, i just don't do hot well in the morning, especially when i wake up at someone else's house and eat last night's left over pizza for breakfast. i get this exhausted hot flash feeling, and i'm all cranky and sweaty. anyway, so there was this guy painting a fence nearby. without his shirt. and man. i'm not normally the type to pay close attention to sexy people. but oh my god. so fine. shaggy hair, and this freaking perfect figure and like...the chest. and all...like...painting. all carefully and accurately.
and on the bus ride home. more working men. everywhere. no shirts. on tractors, waving down traffic, building houses.
mmmmmm. men. so hot.
and on the bus ride home. more working men. everywhere. no shirts. on tractors, waving down traffic, building houses.
mmmmmm. men. so hot.