Note to self: Start my own men’s magazine, sign the hottest pieces of ass in the world to take their tops off for me and kick back and watch the money roll in. Shit, when you put it into perspective like that it doesn’t seem too tough.
Of course I’d be forced to keep my uncontrollable libido in check (I should probably see someone about that; for some odd reason women don’t like being accosted in the big and tall section of Kohl’s) and wouldn’t be able to stare dumbly for hours ate their racks, but I truly believe that if I try hard enough I could definitely make it work.
