Ahhhh.... FREEDOM.... that sweet taste of FREEDOM .... YES!!! God... it feels fucking wonderful to be free at last!!! What a RUSH I felt this morning as I worked my legs under bone crushing weights. This is what I was meant to do. As I squatted 350#'s and did my 300 # calf raises, it became all clear to me. I am destined to be a video podcaster... NOT an audio podcaster!
How did I come to this conclusion? Look at me! I am built like a porn star. Anyone that knows me will tell you I am a very "touchy feely" physical person. I am also very easy on the eyes. I have those bedroom eyes. They are Caribbean Blue. You'll either find yourself wanting to dive right in those Blue Eyes, or wisk me away to the nearest bed.
What I make up for in the bedroom (and the mirror), I woefully lack on the ears. I do not have the great verbal skills other
So, I am sticking with what I do best. I'll give you a peep show on webcam, push my naked pics on you, gyrate in your lap, let you feel my pecs, take out Slab in a bar and wave him at you, or cut up with you in a social setting where a drink of Bud Lite will interrupt me before I have a chance to get too long winded.
Yes... my destiny has always been and will forever be... visual and physical. When you come to my hometown, I wont ramble on and on about anything. I'll more than likely take your hand and make you feel the hardness of my pecs. Or perhaps I'll bring that hand down lower. But I wont... EVER... talk for any great length about anything and everything. That's not my style.