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In Which We Consider the Neighborhood
Back in the day. I first came to San Francisco in 1979. The Castro neighborhood, the epicenter of gay life in the queerest City in the wor...
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If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d...
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So this is mrpeenee's sixth birthday. I have no idea how these things happen. I originally started this whole thing only because I...
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There are times when I sit down to write my latest hilarious blog and I discover I have absolutely no idea about what to write. I turn to ...
Well, certainly, not every muscle man can carry off such a Dietrich-esque pose.
ReplyDeleteMy point exactly.
ReplyDeleteAmen Sister! I love me some Vin!
ReplyDeleteShe is quite the muscle princess...a bit roidy for my taste, but I can see the attraction.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers...
ReplyDeletehe needs some chest hair,i'm just sayin'.
ReplyDeleteAs long as he doesn't speak he's fine....
ReplyDeleteThat'll do, pig.
ReplyDeletemmmhhhhmmmm. so hot.
ReplyDeleteIt's time he got into gay porn: let's face it, his mainstream career isn't going anywhere
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