UnpleasantlySexy

I just heard a great description of what I think my physique is destined to become.

I was listening to one of my many podcasts that help get me non-violently through my work days - one that is hosted by a bunch of really snarky Brits that love Star Trek and generally have the same taste in movies that I do. There is one woman on the show, and today, she went on a brief tangent about how Daniel Craig (in the new James Bond film) seems to have at least six or seven more abs than any other human being.

This remark was met with, "Yeah...they do seem to go all the way up his neck, don't they?"

And THAT comment was followed by this one:

"I used to be man-shaped once, but now I'm just a random bag of tits."

I, alone in my cubicle, surrounded by 50 other cubicles full of very quiet people, started to laugh at that, but then immediately tried to stifle it, resulting in a single, very loud, honking snort.

I don't care what my co-workers think, for the most part, but do you know how hard it is to NOT explain to several women that you are laughing because some guy just described himself as "a random bag of tits"?

Pretty hard, believe you me.



I leave you with this:

Los perros han comido mi gelatina otra vez.



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