who opened the can of hot boys? Huh?
Sheesh, yesterday I complained about the lack of hotness to ogle. Tonight, the Universe decided to prove me wrong *facepalm* and sent in the HOTTEST Field Hockey Team I know: the boys of Pinoke.
One of them also works for Ronald and Robin and he had invited his team for dinner, so thirteen hot guys, ages ranging from 20-30 show up. I know these guys, they been at the bar before and oh fuck, they're so lovely. Loud-mouthed, beer consuming and boys-will-be-boys but guh! I forgive them.
René was jealous as I ogled the boys. He kept muttering I was a perv, LOL
So René and I have this joke:
"What time does the fucking begin?"
"Do we have whipped cream?"
"Yes."
"Good. Because no whipped cream, no fucking."
"Of course not."
Then the joke continues in loads of variations. We will ask regulars who are going home, why they are leaving before the fucking starts.
"But you'll miss the fucking! It starts at midnight. We have whipped cream!"
Honestly, it raises loads of eyebrows.
René looked around and muttered "Well, with all these guys around, I'm gonna cancel the fucking tonight."
"Oh, I'll do it." I meeped.
"What, the fucking?" he gasped, looking miffed.
"Hell yeah...all these young boys...*rawr* "
"You're sick, you know that?" René rolled his eyes.
"Hmmmm, bring on the whipped cream." I groaned and stared at the boys.
Anyway, as hot and cute as they are...and flirtatious, LOL, hands off the Hockey boys and the Frat boys because they gossip even worse than women.
Doesn't mean mamma doesn't flirt back of course.
Which is hilarious when this happens under the watchful eye of René who watched me like a hawk.
I was talking with one of these guys, and we're laughing and he touched my arm and stroked my back and René had steam coming out of his ears. Too damn funny.
These guys are so sweet. Somehow they find it really important I recognise them from their last visit.
Hahaha, one of them said to me "You remember us, don't you? We watched World Cup football together."
Yes luvvy, how could I forget? When I asked one of you how he took his coffee, he answered 'with love' *dies*
Marty, the guy who had organised it, was rather drunk and making a lot of noise which pissed off the regulars, and so I decided to intervene and grabbed his arm.
"Woooow, you're kind of wild here, colleague."
Two chocolate browns grinned at me.
"Oh, but I am wild." he smirked, then spun around and landed on a barstool.
"I bet you are, dear." I grinned, glad he sat down before he tore the place down.
He leaned on the bar, his chin on his arm and rather close to my face as I leaned on the end of the bar.
"I'm twenty. And drunk. And I have a big mouth." he sighed.
Now this kid has the kind of luscious lips you just want to nibble and lick and bite. And thick Orlandoish brown curls adorning his pretty face, olive skin, smooth skin.
Oh these boys, these boys...
So that was my work day. Cooking dinner for thirteen hungry boys, LOL, and ogling them afterwards. Could be worse, hahaha...*sigh*
Some music, especially for coralonline:
blo.torch - King of Karnage
I have posted it before, it's a song by my brother's thrash/death metal band, on which I did the oh so ethereal backing vocals *beams*
It's not representative for what they make now, they're a lot harder and thrashier nowadays, but this song was usually named as the best one on their debut album by the music press in reviews...LOL
Let me know what you think of it if you d/l
Must try to catch up with all your entries O_O
One of them also works for Ronald and Robin and he had invited his team for dinner, so thirteen hot guys, ages ranging from 20-30 show up. I know these guys, they been at the bar before and oh fuck, they're so lovely. Loud-mouthed, beer consuming and boys-will-be-boys but guh! I forgive them.
René was jealous as I ogled the boys. He kept muttering I was a perv, LOL
So René and I have this joke:
"What time does the fucking begin?"
"Do we have whipped cream?"
"Yes."
"Good. Because no whipped cream, no fucking."
"Of course not."
Then the joke continues in loads of variations. We will ask regulars who are going home, why they are leaving before the fucking starts.
"But you'll miss the fucking! It starts at midnight. We have whipped cream!"
Honestly, it raises loads of eyebrows.
René looked around and muttered "Well, with all these guys around, I'm gonna cancel the fucking tonight."
"Oh, I'll do it." I meeped.
"What, the fucking?" he gasped, looking miffed.
"Hell yeah...all these young boys...*rawr* "
"You're sick, you know that?" René rolled his eyes.
"Hmmmm, bring on the whipped cream." I groaned and stared at the boys.
Anyway, as hot and cute as they are...and flirtatious, LOL, hands off the Hockey boys and the Frat boys because they gossip even worse than women.
Doesn't mean mamma doesn't flirt back of course.
Which is hilarious when this happens under the watchful eye of René who watched me like a hawk.
I was talking with one of these guys, and we're laughing and he touched my arm and stroked my back and René had steam coming out of his ears. Too damn funny.
These guys are so sweet. Somehow they find it really important I recognise them from their last visit.
Hahaha, one of them said to me "You remember us, don't you? We watched World Cup football together."
Yes luvvy, how could I forget? When I asked one of you how he took his coffee, he answered 'with love' *dies*
Marty, the guy who had organised it, was rather drunk and making a lot of noise which pissed off the regulars, and so I decided to intervene and grabbed his arm.
"Woooow, you're kind of wild here, colleague."
Two chocolate browns grinned at me.
"Oh, but I am wild." he smirked, then spun around and landed on a barstool.
"I bet you are, dear." I grinned, glad he sat down before he tore the place down.
He leaned on the bar, his chin on his arm and rather close to my face as I leaned on the end of the bar.
"I'm twenty. And drunk. And I have a big mouth." he sighed.
Now this kid has the kind of luscious lips you just want to nibble and lick and bite. And thick Orlandoish brown curls adorning his pretty face, olive skin, smooth skin.
Oh these boys, these boys...
So that was my work day. Cooking dinner for thirteen hungry boys, LOL, and ogling them afterwards. Could be worse, hahaha...*sigh*
Some music, especially for coralonline:
blo.torch - King of Karnage
I have posted it before, it's a song by my brother's thrash/death metal band, on which I did the oh so ethereal backing vocals *beams*
It's not representative for what they make now, they're a lot harder and thrashier nowadays, but this song was usually named as the best one on their debut album by the music press in reviews...LOL
Let me know what you think of it if you d/l
Must try to catch up with all your entries O_O