Humping on Wednesday

So I have something in common with a certain person in Portland. I have developed a crush that seems to be getting intense. Ok...crush is a crappy word, and sounds like something we have when we are teenagers...not something a 34 year old man has. MEN (said with a grunt) don't have crushes. Well this man does, and it's intense. Additionally...crushes usually involve one sided feelings...and based on our phone conversations, this isn't one sided. So, since a reader of his blog has renamed the word " crush" as a "Crunch"...I'm going with that. I have a Crunch. Does that sound like some type of VD? "Doc...I have a Crunch that needs burned off my penis."

Other thoughts of the day:
Why is it when we take a dump, we always look in the toilet before flushing? WE KNOW WHAT IS IN THERE! Are we looking to see if we should be proud of it? "Hey Carl. Check this out...It resembles the Virgin Mary". I can see the papers now: "Thousands Line up to See Visions of Virgin Mary Stool." Yes...I'm going to hell...but according to Pat Buchanan, so are all the other gay people...so I will be in good company. Not to mention...if I did go to heaven, I'd have to wear white...after Labor Day.

Have I mentioned that Crunch has one of the greatest voices....Especially when I wake him up in the morning?

Ok...so my mind keeps wandering back to crunch today. Must be the fog.