Monday, June 30, 2008

2, 4, 6, 8 houseboy


Houseboy Baruch Bento de Benedictus is leading a protest that I have fallen down on posting sufficient houseboy / beefcake entries. I promise to do better, unless I don't

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  1. Make that bitch do some sit-ups already.

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  2. We sometimes grate cabbage on his stomach to make coleslaw. Very amusing.

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  3. oh I know this one.
    He goes by the name Andre...
    He was on a dreadful "modeling" "reality"
    "show"
    America's Most Smartest Model, I think it was called?
    Anyway, he wasn't smart, but he was Russian...and a complete asshole.
    Beware, he may be KGB.

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  4. Oh, I know, the boys are always getting up to something as soon as my back is turned. That's why I usually don't allow them pants.

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  5. You could also open Coke bottles on his teeth. Multiply useful.

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  6. Too much clothing! Take it off immediately!

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  7. Notice how everyone is more interested in houseboys than in classic literature?

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  8. The only thought to cross my mind was "Bento box".

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  9. Yes, yes, nice abs. But has he read a book lately?

    I haven't either. But that's not my point. Har!

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  10. Boy, those are some serious jazz-hands. Do the houseboys ever get musical?

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