good job, jesus!
will on April 17th, 2008
ok, i know you’re all about to mob together in an effort to beat some sense into me for this one, but i’ve just gotta get this out. this boy’s been all up in my face lately- on the blogs, tv, and radio- and as spring has finally sprung here in new york, my little hot pocket flutters with delight at all of the nekkidness that is beginning to resurface.
such bounty of naked skin includes the ever-so “look at me, dammit!”:
ray j
i know, i know! it’s like “wtf’ but just let me have this one, lol. although i wouldn’t actually ever go there, cuz… ewww, there’s just something about this boy that’s just so fucking sexy to me. maybe it’s because he walks, talks, and oozes “i’ll fuck the shit out of you!” intellectually, i’m cursing myself out for thinking such things, but every time he starts to lick those lips, pull up his shirt and tries to drop his c-list swagger, my hot pocket and i just salivate with horniness.
the world is still waiting patiently to see what is purpose is, but for now i’m counting my blessings [read: enjoying his nakedness] and taking the time to salute and rise for “brandy’s little brother” with a hearty:
good job, jesus!
