Category Archives: Etiquette

Jizz In My Pants

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To be quite frank, it’s been quite some time since there was jizz or, in fact, anything but me, in my pants, unless someone’s gotten up to something I don’t know about in the laundry room.

Ew.

Lyrics from thelonelyisland:

Lock eyes from across the room

down my drink while the rhythms boom

take your hand and skip the names

no need here for the silly games

make our way through the smoke and crowd

the club is the sky and I’m on your cloud

move in close as the lasers fly

our bodies touch and the angels cry

leave this place go back to yours

our lips first touch outside your doors

a whole night what we’ve got in store

whisper in my ear that you want some more

and I

JIZZ IN MY PANTS

This really never happens you can take my word

I won’t apoligise, that’s just absurd

Mainly your fault from the way that you dance

and now I

JIZZ IN MY PANTS

don’t tell your friends or I’ll say your a slut

plus its your fault, you were rubbing my butt

I’m very sensitive, some would say thats a plus

Now I’ll go home and change

(JORMA) I need a few things from the grocery

do things alone now mostly

left me heart broken not lookin’ for love

surprised in my eyes when I looked above

the check out counter and I saw a face

My heart stood still so did time and space

Never felt that I could feel real again

But the look in her eyes said I need a friend

She turned to me thats when she said it

Looked me dead in the face, asked “Cash or Credit?”

And I

JIZZED IN MY PANTS

It’s perfectly normal, nothing wrong with me

But we’re going to need a clean up on aisle 3

And now I’m posed in an awkward stance because I

JIZZED IN MY PANTS

To be fair you were flirting a lot

plus the way you bag cans got me bothered and hot

please stop acting like you’re not impressed

One more thing, I’m gonna play by cheque

Last week – I saw a film

As I recall it was a horror film

Walked outside into the rain

Checked my phone and saw you rang and I

JIZZED IN MY PANTS

(JORMA)Speeding down the street when the red lights flash

need to get away need to make a dash

A song comes on that reminds me of you and I

JIZZ IN MY PANTS

(ANDY) The next day my alarm goes off and I

JIZZ IN MY PANTS

Open my window and a breeze rolls in and I

JIZZ IN MY PANTS

When Bruce Willis was dead at the end of sixth sense I

JIZZED IN MY PANTS

I just ate a grape and I

JIZZED…IN…MY PANTS

JIZZED…IN…MY PANTS

Ok seriously you guys can we…ok…

I JIZZ RIGHT IN MY PANTS EVERY TIME YOU’RE NEXT TO ME

AND WHEN WE’RE HOLDING HANDS ITS LIKE HAVING SEX TO ME

YOU SAY IM PREMATURE I JUST CALL IT ECSTASY

I WEAR A RUBBER AT ALL TIMES ITS A NECESSITY

Cuz I

JIZZ…IN…MY PANTS

(I jizz in my pants, I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants, yes I jizz in my pants)

yes I JIZZ…IN…MY PANTS

(I jizz in my pants (AKIVA!), I jizz in my pants)

ANDY & JORMA

AKIVA as the DJ

JT as the Janitor
Molly Sims & Jamie Lynn Sigler

Hacked? Back!

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Not exactly sure what’s been going on, but all of a sudden WordPress didn’t like my password. In fact, they refused to accept it and let me into my own blog, no matter how many times I batted the monitor and screamed.

Imagine!

In any case, whether it was a password hack or technical difficulty, either on their end or on mine, all is now back to normal except that I’m too tired to post anything meaningful today, so here are two gay Christmas trees; you tell me which is gayer:

From our Utah correspondent:

rainbow Christmas

The Rainbow Christmas Tree. All it needs is one of those spinning tree bases and the Barry Manilow Christmas Album (you may substitute Ricky Martin or anything from High School Musical if you’re of a youthfuller generation)

And this tree, spotted today up on Main Street in Vancouver:

Oops, removed! It didn’t work so good, sorry

The Pink Pine of Main Street. This was so awe-inspiring that the bus driver stopped right beside it and opened the doors so I could take a clear shot. Since I was doing bus rider surveys all up and down Main Street and the buses here don’t normally stop in the middle of a block for photo-ops, I had the attention of the entire bus. And I must say, the photo has much more detail than I thought and a lovely Seventies hypercolour flat feel to it, just freaky enough. Believe me, it was plenty freaky in real (plastic) life, especially in the early part of November.

So, after I did the picture-snapping thing I continued with the bus rider surveys and one woman was clearly bursting to talk with me. Turns out she knows the guy in the house. She told me he starts this early every year, and we ain’t seen nuthin’ yet, because by early December the entire yard is a Nativity scene and the entire house is covered with lights. Now, given the neighborhood and all the fellow is probably straight, but in the way one looks at the prodigal son and thinks “some day his parents are going to realize…” I think it fair to conclude that this Christmas tree is, if not actually gay, at least significantly bi-curious. We all want to know what you bought us for Christmas, don’t we?

and drink your milkshake, too

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Sad Clowns

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The Sad Clown

I’m on cold medicine, stoned to the gills, so bear with me here.b Just filli in the blanks like a Choose Your Own Sad Scary Nekkid Clown ADFdventure.

black velvet sad/scary clown gallery

Clowns get naked for charity calendar

Something, John Wayne CGacy, something Emmet Kelly, something Jodie Foster no that’s too far I take the Jodie back, drag queen, xclowqn fetish, clown photbia okay, duty done I’m outta here.