Suck (Or, Two Conversations In Search of Each Other)

I overheard these two conversations recently on separate occasions.

#1

HORNY MAN: I just wanna suck some dick. You know what I'm saying?

COMPANION: Oh yes, honey.

HORNY MAN: Like I'm about to pay someone for it. I. Need. It.

And...days later...#2

ANOTHER HORNY MAN: I can't believe it. I shell out two hundred bucks for dinner and she doesn't put out.

ANOTHER COMPANION: Really?

ANOTHER HORNY MAN: Not even a blow job. Bitch.

Although, time, space, and the Kinsey Scale kept these two horny soulmates apart, one man is willing to pay to give head...the other is shelling out cash to receive. It's a short story O. Henry forgot to write...for Blueboy.

Three Toots (Or, Like So Weird)

Pardon my toot(s)...

Three of my photographs were chosen for the show That's Weird (February 5 - March 5) at the 1650 Gallery in Los Angeles. If you're there...here's the info.

Bobo Desmond

Neo Classical

Nipples in Dialogue

Stopping Traffic (Or, A Belated Christmas Miracle)

As heard on 8th Avenue, late December, 2010:

WINDOW SHOPPING MAN: Oh! I love those pants!

WOMAN: What do you need pants for? You just bought a cockring.