I (only) watch it for the sexthetics.

Mar 21, 2008 16:43

I have written a poem. It doesn't quite rhyme.

Johnny Weir, Johnny Weir
I need to change my underwear*

For you who aren't into this sort of thing - WORLD FIGURE SKATING CHAMPIONSHIP!!!1!

Lambiel was on just before Weir too, like some kind of foreplay. And Buttle right after the break, as compensation for that Johnny Weir was over, I suppose. Cute as a button, hideous clothes, though. When I have the time I will write a deep analysis of audience's response to Lambiel's ("I'm hot, I can dance and I know it!") program, especially the last two-finger move and how the audience just moaned after that. And the female commentor was completely quite for half a nminute after his gig and the male one kept coughing. But, dammit, Johnny Weir. I don't know shit about figure skating, but I know some about beautiful men and dancing, and he's good at that. So graceful and slender and light! Also he skated to a Russian song (w/o song ofc) and that's a win in my book.
I do appreciate other things in sakting than heteroresponse from my body, for the record.

*Because wet, obvs

porn, eng, figure skating

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