Cock Spots

Tonight we wondered, "where do all the hot boys hang out on Sunday?" Oddly enough, we also wondered the same thing the previous evening, as well as the week before, and the week before that.
Wouldn't it be great if you at least had an idea where the greatest concentration of delectable specimens were guzzling their PBRs at a given time? I mean, if you're going to spend your hard-earned money in a drinking establishment, you need to get the most eye candy for the buck.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

love in all the wrong places

This is actually OJ's story, but I'm going to be an asshole and tell you about it first: last night he fell asleep on the L train somewhere between Manhattan and the Bedford Stop. He awoke to find a "Mami" with a generous posterior affixed to his lap! Ok...on second thought, he needs to tell the story himself.

We did have a revelation today - both of us are friends with all the hot boys and girls within a 10 mile radius. This is problematic. Thank goodness for the constant influx of transplants!

It might be a slow weekend, due to the fact that we are to be hit with thunderstorms for the next few days.

posted by mintnasty @ 10:36 AM