A special place in hell…
I think I’m going to Hell.
Not your average run of the mill, everyday, Hell.
No.
Not me!
I’ll be residing in a special place in Hell.
This morning, I woke up when my alarm went off, dutifully dressed and headed to the gym to work out and fulfill a long standing promise to get my ass in a shape other than what it is currently. As I was sweating to my disco mix on my fabulous iPod, I was also surfing through the channels on the Television attached to the stationary bike, when I saw a hot bearded man flash accross the screen. I stopped surfing, removed my feet from the peddles and melted into a puddle of drool . I wanted this man. I wanted to taste this man. I wanted to feel this man. I wanted to do nasty things with this man. This man was beautiful.
He was also wearing vestments.