I'm Not That Guy
Don't get excited- the man in repose is not me. I just wish it was. I've never been capable of whipping off my shirt while mowing the lawn, sitting in bleachers or attending heavy metal concerts. Plenty of guys even pudgier, hairier and less attractive than I don't share my sense of modesty. They're my heroes.
posted by Happy In Bag @ 9:04 AM
3 Comments:
At 10:07 AM,
Anonymous said…
yeah, i've no issue with it, either; the number of women I've seen over the years in short skirts, culocks, skin-tight Capri pants and stomach revealing tops that had no business leaving the house in less than loose pants and plaid shirts have convinced me that the average person's vision is less than acute. So much co, in fact, that not only am I willing to wander around without a shirt, but sometimes I like to add a sparkly cape…
; ‘ )
At 5:50 PM,
Ruralgurl said…
How much you wanna bet he's got a Tak in that li'l blue gig bag?
At 5:51 PM,
Happy In Bag said…
I wouldn't mind if we all walked around naked, Doc. Until that day arrives, I'm keeping my shirt on.
I suspect you're right, RG. That photo was taken a couple months ago in Boulder, after all.
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