Tuesday, April 19, 2005

i'm not gay, i swear.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm sexy enough. When I walk into a singles bar with my "fashionable" shirt, "fashionable" pants, and a big new rubber manta-ray helmet, I can't help but to wonder: Do women want to talk to me for myself, or do they just want to get a feel of that nice rubber manta skin?

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