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The Pool Boy

I have met a new boy. He is younger, from my area, hot as hell with cute cheeks that make you want to pinch them (both face and buttocks). Not usually my type, but its refreshing to be around him. He's a big movie buff, which is incredibly hot because I myself love movies. I refer to him as the pool boy because he reminds me of those movies where the big rich white men would usually have a small Spanish boy cleaning their pool. In speedos of course.

Not much else I can say, the trees have ears and eyes you know.

Mr Familiar

I knew from the moment I started stalking Towel man that he seemed familiar. I then saw one of his aussieBum shots, and need to share his best ones with you. Its not everyday you meet a smoking hot model in real life.

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Unforgettable

Many say your 21st is a night filled with regrets. In my case this isn't true. Sure my 21st weekend was filled with crazy antics but none of which I regret, as they made it memorable.

It was definitely the best birthday I have ever had. Filled with good friends, good music & lots of alcohol.

It started with lengthy team lunch from work. With no intention of heading back we made the most of an afternoon off, ordering wine after wine, then came the cock tales, then came the shots. As 5:30 hit, we headed back to the office with intentions of grabbing the rest of the crew to head to the pub. There I was showered with love and surprises. Everyone gathered for speeches and toasts, I was presented with a very generous gift and a special birthday card filled with birthday messages.
Best of all, my desk had been covered in foil as a surpise. It was just too good to keep to myself so I had to share it with you guys. See below:

The night was then followed by a surprise Ice-Cream cake at the pub, being peer pressed into drinking from a shoe (it's as gross as it sounds), then came the waves of passing out.

To get some quick shut eye I convinced myself that a sleep at work would do wonders (the things you can convince yourself of when drunk).
First I passed out at reception, then I passed out on the upstairs couch, feeling like I needed to puke, I made my way to the bathroom. Surprise, surprise I passed out on the floor of the mens bathroom.
I was then woken up about an hour later by some work colleagues, who made me puke in the sink, then took me back to the pub to finish the night. With all the alcohol out of my system, I was up for round 2.

Definitely a 21st, I will never forget.

Towel Man

Myer Sydney was kind enough to supply a man in tiny speedos, showering in public. He was undeniably hot, buff and of course showering. It was PR stunt for the new range of Sherridon Towels being sold in Myer, but the only thing I got from it was a boner.

I had to control myself from stripping down and joining him!

Goop

Totally random thought inspired by the work of Michael Ostermann: why don’t more people have awesome design and illustration work done on their tombstones?

If you can't go out with a bang, leave an impression on your tomb.

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