Thursday, 27 October 2011

Hey Mom My Friends And I Are Gonna Hang At Homo.........I MEAN HOME!!!!!


I remember the first music video I ever watched.
By the way music videos are those things MTV used to show.
I was like 13 years old and my mom took me to my friend's house in Matraville, Alex Rosales.
There he was watching video hits.
There she was Wendy James lead singer for Transvision Vamp.
I masturbated all that day and by Monday morning my school folder was covered in tasteful but still provocative Wendy James pictures.
That was the beginning with my love affair with music videos.
Granted I only like music videos that feature hot chicks.
Remember Cherry Pie, or that song by Whitesnake where that chic is doing cartwheels on top of those Jags?
I thank the next video for showing me how lucky I was to be born mid seventies and go through puberty around the mid eighties.
I'm not quite sure what's going on with today's youth but back in my day if i was dancing to music in my bedroom and my mates were around then the dancing would turn into an ass kicking pretty quickly.
And trust me nothing says ''not sure about my sexuality'' more that filming yourself and your mates dancing around to music topless.
That goes for male and females.
And another hint: If you haven't already come out to your family and friends then this probably isn't the way you want them to find out.

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