What the Fuck's a "RUSH"?!?
Thursday night I stayed home alone. I thought about writing but decided against it as 'Solaris' was on. I was told by NN that it was a great movie. I decided to watch it. A painstakingly long 18 hours later it ended. I have decided that it is crap. NN, what the hell were you thinking? I hated that movie. It just went on and on and on and on and on like a Celine Dion song. You always think it will be over soon, but it never is. Actually, it is probably still on right now. The plot was practically nonexistent and other than seeing George Clooney's ass, there was nothing appealing about it. He has a cute ass even if he isn't my type. When it ended, I just said to myself, "Huh." Normally, after watching a movie I feel something. This one was just sort of a feeling of "I do not remember anything for the past hour and a half. Was I abducted?" In a word, the movie was shit. In 26 words, the movie was quite possibly the worst thing with the least plot that I have ever seen in my life, excluding only 'American Pie' and 'Dude, Where's My Car?'. Enough about that.
So last night I stayed over at Triple B's apartment. I hate calling him Triple B. His new name is Sweet Boy. That is what I have started calling him. He is too damned sweet. I think I am in the early stages of swooning over Sweet Boy. Have you noticed that I kind of get attached to people easily? I need to work on that. Sweet Boy and I have not yet had the sex. Actually, other than a peck on the mouth or cheek, we have not yet had the kiss. He wants to take things slowly. Eghad! Did not know that the queers ever took things slowly. Very exciting discovery for me.
OH YEA! He introduced me to his ex, Rush, last night. Can anyone tell me what the hell kind of a name "RUSH" is? I kept calling him Ross or Russ just to piss him off. I think he hates me. Oh well, life's a bitch so I became one. Anyway, "RUSH" is a 19 year old ex-Gap model or something. That is not to be confused with the Abercrombie models. Abercromblie=instantaneous ejaculation. Gap=he has a head and a pulse. Was not impressed to say the least. I have mentioned those guys who stand for all that I am against. "RUSHHHH" is the embodiment of them all. He is like their Dahli Lama or the Anti-Christ...however you want to view it. And I am not being an ass to/about him just because he is Sweet Boy's ex. I despised him before meeting him because when he and Sweet Boy were together, he cheated on him, slapped him in the face habitually, and made him sit outside a car in the cold and rain without a coat for an hour before letting him into the car because he wanted to talk to him and degrade him. Don't know if that last one made sense the way I typed it but I understand it. I am sorry, but I do not stomach that type of behavior very well. I especially do not handle it well when I know to whom it is happening and know that he is as nice of a guy as Sweet Boy is. No ma'am! Not having it. We need to get that shit straight NOW! Sorry, slipped into Shaquita mode. The other reason I despise the little "RUSH" fucker is because of his attitude. I swear to the gods that that boy has his head shoved so far up his own ass that he can lick the back of his own throat from the inside. I hate a conceited bitch. Well, let me rephrase. I hate a COCKY bitch. And that he was. Other than calling him Ross and Russ, I had nothing to say to him. Mainly, I stood grinding my teeth and trying to smile. UGH! I hate that pigfucker. Anyway, moving on.
Tonight is the night for the Mississippi Hearts Against AIDS art auction. I am thrilled to see how much my piece goes for. I do not know if I wrote about it in here. It is 36"X48" collage of sorts entitled Mississippi Queen. It is the embodiment of my feelings toward the southern fag. I'll post a picture on here as soon as I get one. Actually, I should be getting ready for it right now. I just had to type.
Why should it not be okay for two gay guys to wait to have sex? Breeders wait until marriage all the time. Why then is it so difficult to keep one's dick in his pants. It will make it alot better in the long run. I do wish that I could get a kiss though. Although I know how suave I am. If I were to give him a kiss, he'd be pregnant by morning. Heh heh heh. I don't know. It does not bother me to wait for the sex. I mean I have plenty of porn and two hands if I need them. If I get tired of my hands I could always go next door and ask my neighbor to dismount the goat so I can have a turn. Heh heh heh. Blatant vulgarity is so much fun! I can wait for him. He seems to be worth it. My Sweet Boy.
Oh yea. Happy VD.
Thursday night I stayed home alone. I thought about writing but decided against it as 'Solaris' was on. I was told by NN that it was a great movie. I decided to watch it. A painstakingly long 18 hours later it ended. I have decided that it is crap. NN, what the hell were you thinking? I hated that movie. It just went on and on and on and on and on like a Celine Dion song. You always think it will be over soon, but it never is. Actually, it is probably still on right now. The plot was practically nonexistent and other than seeing George Clooney's ass, there was nothing appealing about it. He has a cute ass even if he isn't my type. When it ended, I just said to myself, "Huh." Normally, after watching a movie I feel something. This one was just sort of a feeling of "I do not remember anything for the past hour and a half. Was I abducted?" In a word, the movie was shit. In 26 words, the movie was quite possibly the worst thing with the least plot that I have ever seen in my life, excluding only 'American Pie' and 'Dude, Where's My Car?'. Enough about that.
So last night I stayed over at Triple B's apartment. I hate calling him Triple B. His new name is Sweet Boy. That is what I have started calling him. He is too damned sweet. I think I am in the early stages of swooning over Sweet Boy. Have you noticed that I kind of get attached to people easily? I need to work on that. Sweet Boy and I have not yet had the sex. Actually, other than a peck on the mouth or cheek, we have not yet had the kiss. He wants to take things slowly. Eghad! Did not know that the queers ever took things slowly. Very exciting discovery for me.
OH YEA! He introduced me to his ex, Rush, last night. Can anyone tell me what the hell kind of a name "RUSH" is? I kept calling him Ross or Russ just to piss him off. I think he hates me. Oh well, life's a bitch so I became one. Anyway, "RUSH" is a 19 year old ex-Gap model or something. That is not to be confused with the Abercrombie models. Abercromblie=instantaneous ejaculation. Gap=he has a head and a pulse. Was not impressed to say the least. I have mentioned those guys who stand for all that I am against. "RUSHHHH" is the embodiment of them all. He is like their Dahli Lama or the Anti-Christ...however you want to view it. And I am not being an ass to/about him just because he is Sweet Boy's ex. I despised him before meeting him because when he and Sweet Boy were together, he cheated on him, slapped him in the face habitually, and made him sit outside a car in the cold and rain without a coat for an hour before letting him into the car because he wanted to talk to him and degrade him. Don't know if that last one made sense the way I typed it but I understand it. I am sorry, but I do not stomach that type of behavior very well. I especially do not handle it well when I know to whom it is happening and know that he is as nice of a guy as Sweet Boy is. No ma'am! Not having it. We need to get that shit straight NOW! Sorry, slipped into Shaquita mode. The other reason I despise the little "RUSH" fucker is because of his attitude. I swear to the gods that that boy has his head shoved so far up his own ass that he can lick the back of his own throat from the inside. I hate a conceited bitch. Well, let me rephrase. I hate a COCKY bitch. And that he was. Other than calling him Ross and Russ, I had nothing to say to him. Mainly, I stood grinding my teeth and trying to smile. UGH! I hate that pigfucker. Anyway, moving on.
Tonight is the night for the Mississippi Hearts Against AIDS art auction. I am thrilled to see how much my piece goes for. I do not know if I wrote about it in here. It is 36"X48" collage of sorts entitled Mississippi Queen. It is the embodiment of my feelings toward the southern fag. I'll post a picture on here as soon as I get one. Actually, I should be getting ready for it right now. I just had to type.
Why should it not be okay for two gay guys to wait to have sex? Breeders wait until marriage all the time. Why then is it so difficult to keep one's dick in his pants. It will make it alot better in the long run. I do wish that I could get a kiss though. Although I know how suave I am. If I were to give him a kiss, he'd be pregnant by morning. Heh heh heh. I don't know. It does not bother me to wait for the sex. I mean I have plenty of porn and two hands if I need them. If I get tired of my hands I could always go next door and ask my neighbor to dismount the goat so I can have a turn. Heh heh heh. Blatant vulgarity is so much fun! I can wait for him. He seems to be worth it. My Sweet Boy.
Oh yea. Happy VD.
posted by Preston at 4:44 PM
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