Sunday, July 25, 2010

Sides o' Beef

You may have noticed I enjoy boys with big muscles. They're just so appealing, darn it.

It's no surprise, then, that I wound up on some stupid email list of some stupid body building site that regularly provides me with photos that are supposed to entice me to go pay to view the profiles. The problem lies in the fact that I am not attracted to these guys at all. I do, however, find them sort of funny, in a perverse kind of way.

It's not that "They're too big," as some would squeal. I like big guys. And it's not their bizarre orange hides or the fact that their poses make them resemble reptiles attempting to mate, or even the expressions that imply a lack of fiber in their diets. It's the sum total weirdness, the tout ensemble that so enthralls me. Pictures that make me wonder "Did you actually see these shots before you published them?"


9 comments:

  1. What do you mean, you don't find them attractive?
    ;)

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  2. Um... does the first guy have silver spray paint on his face?

    Both are exceptionally gruesome.

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  3. kabuki finds this type of behaviour bizarre. caricatures of men, past any resemblance to the male form. plus the steriods makes their nuts teeeny-tiny. freakish eye-candy to be sure. but maybe just once - y'know

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  4. That's just a whole different world...

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  5. these men squandered their moment in front of the camera.

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  6. There are (as you would imagine) plenty of these things in West Hollywood. My second thought is always, 'my you've spent many hours and lots of energy on your body'. My first thought is always, 'when's the last time you read a book?'.

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  7. Oh felix, books are so last century, don't you think?

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  8. I get a reptilian vibe. Like there's someone else living beneath that orange skin. ish.

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