Als ik je morgen ergens tegenkom

Well, almost 1 at night, and I'm well on my way to getting wasted on "Grafen Walder", which is some kind of beer with letters I can't read. It tastes like my dog might have filled the can.

Speaking of my dog, the damn beast attacked me. And apparantly he also attacked my brother before. Now ordinarily he's a very docile dog, a bit of a wimp even, so I don't know what's going on with him, but it's a bit disconcerning. I was actually lucky, because he attacked me from behind and I managed to duck/stumble and he only got my t-shirt. I've been keeping an eye on him, and other than some woman's poodle he has not tried to assault anything. And come on, who wouldn't want to mutilate one of them little poodles? Can you say 'annoying critters'?

Still, I hope I don't come home one to this one of these days.

I almost completely forgot to mention it here, but the Eurovision Songfestival has come and gone, and I'll not start on the strange winner and Kate's defeat and how the Turkish woman looked like a blonde butch Dana International and how the Ukrainian and Croatian ladies pulled a Li'l Kim and almost showed us their schmaginas (or, as Samantha learned today in a Sex and the City rerun: boceta). Then there was this demure dame, whose nationality has already escaped me.

Anyways, Russia sent a too gay boy with bad hair, who every gay at the party I attended, seemed to have the hots for. Today I came across a bunch of pictures of him with his shirt off, so enjoy here, here, and here.

Next: I read about something on the internet while looking at holebinet.be and I just must creep you out, I mean: share with you.

One of their forumtopics at the bottom of the page caught my attention: sillicone in the scrotum. This was new to me so of course I investigated. Turns out it is an actual procedure, originally meant for men who had undergone treatment for testicular cancer, but now adopted as cosmetic, elective surgery to get bigger nuts. Can you say nuts?

Inject sillicone or saline into you sack just to make 'm look bigger? That sounds bad. That sounds painful. That sounds unhealthy. That sounds just plain ol' wrong. How tiny do your balls have to be to consider something like that? And are huge nuts really attractive? Really? Do we go nuts for nuts that one can trip over?

Either I already have huge nuts (snicker) or I'm not that into bigballing, but I think I'll pass on this one.

Anyways. According to some test on OkCupid (very reliable of course), I am a butt-man. Unfortunately this does not mean that my ass has superpowers, but simply that I find the rear end of the man the most attractive. I don't think it's all that fair though, because the test never offered the chance to rate faces (hehe, cool test). But(t) no more reason is needed to do a buttphoto post of course.

If I have names to go with the butt, I'll give 'm, but some of them will be unnamed cracks. And consider yourself warned: nudity, and so forth.

Blake Harper

Colton Ford

Chase McKenzie

Tristan Paris, and some more here.

Rod Barry

Luca DiCorso

Eric Rio

Allen, who seems to get very warm when working on his car.

Tommy Brandt

Clint Teak

Shane Collins

Brent Everett here

Taylor Eastwood

Bobby Williams

Caesar here and here

George Vidanov

Fabricio

Carlos Morales here

Chris Casablanca

Cameron Fox

Casey Stevens

Dean Phoenix

Tommy Hansen

Jake Andrews

Jeremy Tucker

Jason Branch

Justin Dragon

Johan Paulik

Josh Harting here

Kevin Williams

Benjamin Bloom

Matthew Rush

Lautrec Twins

Mark Dalton

Sammy Case

Pavel Novotny

Shane Rollins here

Sebastian Bonnett

Stonie here

Talvin DeMachio

Tiger Tyson here

Thom Barron

Travis Wade

Lane Fuller here

Billy Brandt here and here

Kent Larson

Who knows who these guys are. Let's call 'm the Pretty Butt's Club or something alike.

And my favourite, Jeremy Jordan. Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here

Well, that kept me busy. Maybe I'll even sleep now.

Night.

Oh the things lovers do when it's over

The last couple of days have been somewhat weird, somewhere in between suckfest and great fun, which is an odd experience. On the one hand there was the agony of suck, which I'm not going to elaborate on, but I've been pretty, scratch that, very pissed off most of the time.

On the other hand, I had some real good times too. Tuesday I went over to Kevin and Kenneth's and drank all their wine, resulting in a serious hang-over and sleeping in late on wednesday, after which I gave the activity at EV, got food poisoning from a very suspicious hamburger and went out with Kevin, Kenneth and Tim (the straight one, which is a stupid way of characterising a person, but I can't help it there are so many Tims). We went to this place I never heard of, and me, Kevin and Tim ended up dancing 'till 5 in the morning, it was a real blast. I did manage to oversleep and keep Inge waiting half an hour, since she came to my house today and we watched a movie.

Tomorrow I will be going to the silent march in Antwerp with Kenneth. There's not a lot one can do about matters like this, but the little that we can, why not then ey?

And saturday there is the BLGP, but I'm not really sure I'll be going. The last two years I went, enduring rain and cold, and I was often a disappointed. I think the BLGP should continue on, but it needs some changes, but eh, I'm not going to elaborate on that one either. So, if the weather is alright, I might go, but I'm not sure.

I've been a bit obsessed with a Julie Roberts (a great artist, by the way) song, called "Wake up older". So I figured I might as well post the lyrics:

Slept in my makeup
Didn't get my teeth brushed
I crashed on the couch
And now my mouth tastes like yesterday's news
Well hello Jim Beam

Oh the places you've seen
If only you could talk
You'd tell me why he walked out on me and you

Oh the things lovers do when it's over
Oh the things lovers do when it's done
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older
And try to move on

I drove around last night
Thinkin' 'bout our last fight
I cruised by your house
And all the lights were out and you were gone

So I found me a stranger
Where there's comfort and danger
But I thought about you
The whole time we were gettin' it on

Oh the things lovers do when it's over
Oh the things lovers do when it's done
Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older
And try to move on

Find a cool bottle or a warm shoulder
Wake up older
Wake up older

Slept in my makeup
Didn't get my teeth brushedI crashed on the couch and now my mouth tastes like
Yesterday's news

You should really check her out. She's a country artist in theory (yes, I'm a fan of the genre :)), but most of her songs aren't really that country so even you poplovers might like her.

Ow, and I promised Kevin more of Sebastian Bonnet, so here goes. and here, here, here and here.

What's a guy gotta do...

* warning: the picture links contain male nudity and blabla, and Karo will ignore this again and then bitch at me, but don't you dare say I didn't warn you, woman!*

despite my PC problems, let's try to do another post.

unfortunate problem is that I have nothing to write about. So uh, I'll just write about books and post pictures of naked men? Yeah, I can hear Kevin approving with at least 50% of that.

So, books!

I just finished reading "The Battle of Life" by Charles Dickens, who is obviously my fave writer. I must admit though, I didn't like this story so much. It's not a very well known one and I understand why. It has little of the drama and character development that his other novels I read, had. The link takes you to Project Gutenberg by the way, which is great, as you can download a lot of classic books for free. Of course, printing them is a bitch and reading from printed A4's takes something of the reading experience away as far as I'm concerned, but I hadn't been able to find any of the less famous Dickens books anywhere else.

I also read "Slaap!" by Annelies Verbeke, which is a much celebrated book over here and I'm apparantly the only person who really didn't like it. I forced myself to finish it in one day, just to be done with it. I can't really say what I hated about it exactly. The characters bothered me, the style bothered me and the plot exasperated me. I'm quite the insomniac myself and I have had long periods of time where I slept 3 or less hours a night, and I don't think I ever went nuts. Possibly a little excentric (is that spelled right?), but never nuts. I suppose that's the most annoying thing about it: you can feel like crap and like screaming at anyone who happily plods on, but yet you manage to function in society. And refrain from killing everyone who says 'you look tired' (seriously guys, it's annoying, I know I look tired). Okay, uh, what was I saying?

I'm actually boring myself so here's the books I've read in the past month: Charles Dickens' "Oliver Twist" (Great!), Stephen King's "Riding the Bullet" (Mediocre), Johan Vandevelde's "Jaspers vlinders" (ok, but really more for a younger crowd), Stephen King's "It" (I read that one 5 times already, first time when I was 8, and it STILL scares me to death) and F. Scott Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby" (Alright).

In exciting news: I'm trying to not tear off my nails anymore and now they're all kind of long, which is extremely annoying, but I shall try to persist until I have figured out how to operate a nail clipper. Yes, I don't know how okay.

Anyways, guys with no clothes on. Or not a whole lot of them in some cases.

This guy is called Pierre Fitch, which somehow sounds slimy to me. He's a 'bit' overly coloured on, but he does have a great lower back area. He's the same guy that's nailing the plastic horse in my festish post. Taken out of context that could sound very wrong, so *disclaimer* I have no festishes for either overly coloured on persons, OR for nailing plastic and/or real horses.

I have no idea who these two are, but he is rather cute.

This guy is called Thom Barron and he's a German. He actually manages to look German.

I don't know who this is, but he has funny ears. Kind of like a cute monkey. A bald one, obviously. With opposable thumbs.

This is Derec Alexander. He sunbathes a lot, me thinks. And I don't really know what to say about Lane Fuller, Sebastian Bonnet (hiii, funny name) and this guy.

This concludes the filler post of the day.

There's no one left to finger

Been a while. Start rant:

Some fricking spyware thingie has infected my PC (thanks a lot mum, for the umpteenth time). Next to getting horrid pop-ups every two seconds, having my homepage changed and crashing my PC at least once an hour, it also blocks a lor of websites. I've run every scan thingie I could get my hands on, but none of them could get rid of it.

What is it? SecurityBulletin.Trojan and getting rid of it is a little too complicated for me to try on my own, so I'll probably have to take my PC in. It's actually a miracle blogger still works, because all the 'fun' sites I visit (imdb, vrtnieuws, playasport, most webcomics, etc) are blocked completely. I'm just hoping it doesn't get to gmail for a while.

Anyways, many of you are probably familiar with YouTube, but for those who aren't, it's a website where you can post movieclips and stuff. Upon visiting it, you can see very quickly that gays have completely taken it over.

Some of the things you can find there: parts of television shows (like this one, proving that our Big Brother is rather civil in comparison), guys showing off and acting 'social statements, home made porn, not so home made porn, ...

Amidst all this you can also find short movies which are rather good. There was this one about a new boy in town who becomes friends with a girl and she's all in love with him, but he turns out to be gay and she's heartbroken, but she still sets him up with a friend and they dance and it's all sweet and made me go 'aaaow', but I can't find it anymore, so if anyone does, send me the link please.

ow, there's also a Ryan Carnes (yeah, the hot gay guy from 'Desperate Housewives') fetishist on there who posted every single bit of 'Eating out' where he gets naked (which is most of the movie).

On to the next subject: celebrities (sort of) and the stupid things they do and why do people still care about them?

Let's start off with one of the most annoying celebrities of all time: Jessica 'is it chicken' Simpson. Okay, she was funny in her (mock?) stupidity for about 5 minutes, but I'm sick of her by now. I am sick of her moronic behaviour, I am sick of the fact that she is so overly fake tanned that she looks like a fricking orange. And I am sick of her odd looking boobs. Also, I know that in these pictures she was wearing a wig, but still, she went out looking orange from head to toe and I hate orange as a dressing colour as well. And still, men fawn over this giant lollypop. I don't get it.

Then there's Hunter Tylo. Does anyone remember her? She was on a string of soaps, mostly 'the Bold and the Beautiful' and then she left and Aaron Spelling hired her for 'Melrose Place', but she was fired because she got pregnant and then she sued Aaron and won a gazillion dollars and then she went back to 'the b and the b' and instead of her plane having exploded she was kidnapped by a sjeik who kept her prisoner in his harem, but then she escaped just in time to stop Ridge and Brooke from getting married. That Hunter Tylo. Acting credibility aside, she was a lovely woman, often voted most beautiful woman on daytime television. Only two years ago, she was still a lovely woman in her thirties. Then she decided to 'enhance' a couple of things and well, not so lovely anymore... Why oh why? Look at those breasts (if I can still call them that)!! You could explain the 90° angle with those things.

Another woman who has overindulged in the surgery is Farrah Fawcett. Okay, she was getting old, true. But she was still getting old in a nice, dignified way. And then she did this. Look at her nose. She's ffing rich and she can't get a better plastic surgeon? Bye bye dignity.

Li'l Kim is an even bigger dumbass. Showing off every part of her body and actually almost letting us look inside her schmagina aside, she was still a young black girl, who then decided to try and become a white blow -up doll with assembly problems (or perhaps a career of overuse by a fat man named Cletus). And then she went to jail. Not that I'm saying there's a connection or anything.

And then there's Pete Burns, but I think all comment on that is redundant.

Ow, and Serena Williams, once a great tennis player has apparantly decided to make a career for herself as hefty stripper. Nice for her.

I loved the following story, because it's something that could come out of 'Spinal Tap' and it's just too stupid to be real, but it is. Supermodel Tatyana Simanava (ya, I never heard of the woman either) was on her luxury bus when she came back from the toilet and instead of going through the door back to the main part of the bus, she went through the exit door. At 65 km/hour. Apparantly the blonde model became desoriented and walked through the wrong door, falling onto the freeway, narrowly missing being run over and breaking her arm, dislocating her shoulder and cutting her face and head.

I don't mean to mock the poor girl's pain and it's sad that she cut her face and might never work as a model again, really it is. But this is exactly the kind of cliché thing one would expect a dumb model to do in the movies. It's just surreal when it happens in real life. Still, poor girl. Poor, stupid, girl.

Main image courtey of something positive. He's a funny guy.