Charles Bronson

I walked myself into the ground today, and I am absolutely worn out tonight. I didn’t realize just how much I’d overdone it until I got up off the sofa after watching a movie and had some serious aches running right up my legs from my ankles all the way up.

I think I need new shoes. Mine, thinking about it, are starting to look a little bit like something a hobo would wear.

I’m too young to be a hobo.

And before you ask, I was watching The Dirty Dozen. Lee Marvin is such a brilliant asshole in it, I find that I can’t look away. Although, oddly enough, it’s Charles Bronson that I have the serious hots for while watching it. I don’t know what it is about him, but in his early movies? He was one hot piece of yummy.

Charles Bronson wouldn’t be sore after having walked from one end of the city to the other.

I should be more like Charles Bronson.

 

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  1. Oh! I’ve been reading post after post of your amazing, sensual writing – delicate yet rough like a cat’s tongue. How wonderful! And I, too, find a young Charles Bronson to be a hot yummy. 😉

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    • Kameko

       /  January 6, 2012

      Those eyes! That jaw! That complete lack of fear! Charles Bronson would know how to take care of your needs, that’s for sure. Afterward, he would go hunt a bear armed with nothing but a Bowie knife and a loincloth.

      I am now all swoony and must sit down.

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