I got honked at in traffic the other day.
Usually I assume every single honk I hear is meant for me, so self-absorbed am I, and they never are. I'm usually a pretty good driver. This one was though. This one was directed right at my idling ass as I sat blocking traffic at a green light, distracted by the sight of a particularly gorgeous ginger jogger on the sidewalk.
He was delicious. Shaggy red hair. Nice shoulders. Aviators. Abs glistening with rivulets of sweat, thighs strong in tight running shorts, ass I certainly wouldn't mind grabbing and...
Ahem.
Guys, I have a problem.
You'd think I would have learned my lesson after dating a few gingers. They tend to misbehave. Soulless creatures. But I cannot resist.
So let's check some out.
Prince Harry
Via The Sun |
Damian Lewis
Via Salon.com |
Tom Hiddleston
Via ONTD |
Seth Green
Via LATimes.com |
Michael Fassbender
Via Celebitchy |
Oh, deary deary me. I'm feeling a bit flustered.
Too bad gingers are apparently so disinterested in me.
Fickle little fuckers.
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