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  1. Yeah! a row of sock animals above the bed on an Ikea shelf – how’s that for kinky date bait?

    Please note that if you end up in my boudoir you will not be allowed to address me directly: all business must be conducted through the Flying Monkey Sock Puppet gave me at Smokeout.

  2. Bold and italic! that is nice!

    Unfortunately the Nay/Peter resemblence ends at the neck, as my fur is nowhere as luxurious as his.

    Those demanding evidence will have to wait for a bit; I’m in the office. And conflicted.

  3. Yeah! a row of sock animals above the bed on an Ikea shelf – how’s that for kinky date bait?

    Please note that if you end up in my boudoir you will not be allowed to address me directly: all business must be conducted through the Flying Monkey Sock Puppet gave me at Smokeout.

  4. Bold and italic! that is nice!

    Unfortunately the Nay/Peter resemblence ends at the neck, as my fur is nowhere as luxurious as his.

    Those demanding evidence will have to wait for a bit; I’m in the office. And conflicted.

  5. Fucking WOOF….

    I must say this is the first time I have seen this big beard/cigar pic. I am speechless. Did I miss this in your daily journal?

    Now I am even more convinced that you two are fur brothers.

  6. Lord, LOOK what I’ve missed out on with my self-imposed LJ exile…

    Seems like you’ve made it through the awkward stage (which you were wearing well anyway, last time I saw youse)! Just how far will this Peter worship go (as if the comments above didn’t hint)! Are we officially going for leonine?!

    Quite a foxy new goatee too. Someday, when my beard grows in all the way, I hope to have one too.

  7. Awkward stage continues, believe me. The ultimate goal is shoulder length, perhaps with a short layover in mulletland, if I can get anyone in NYC to give me one. How leonine that will look, I don’t know.

    And why the exile? You’ve been missed – you know how I worry……

  8. And why the exile? You’ve been missed – you know how I worry……

    Hah! Just depressed, I guess. See my recent excuse of a journal entry (hot man pics, too! and vaginas!). The fog is lifting. Pretty soon LJ will become my entire life again, I assure you!

  9. Awkward stage continues, believe me. The ultimate goal is shoulder length, perhaps with a short layover in mulletland, if I can get anyone in NYC to give me one. How leonine that will look, I don’t know.

    And why the exile? You’ve been missed – you know how I worry……

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