Well Thats Cute Chris But Wheres Our Super Hot Boy Model In Training? You Know Jose. I Cant See Him By

Well that’s cute Chris but where’s our super hot boy model in training? You know… Jose. I can’t see him by any light right now. For whatever reason you’re wearing his suit and I don’t really care how or why. My concern at the moment is the birthday cake I’m holding for him. It’s made of chocolate ice cream and cost $100.

Just The Fashion Tip #47

Lean back to front bounty.

Hmmmm. Chris thought it still seemed pretty shady, especially 4 Southern California. What did Brad think about Tumblr and their treatment of the bots over the gays?!

Gustavio was miffed. When exactly during their hook up did Luke swallow his nipple ring? Whatever. Gustavio was ordering delivery from the food store. So far he had Crisco, cherry vodka and prunes. Was 22 too old for Ramen Noodles? That was ageist. Working on that obviously but the damage done. Anything else?

Brad and Chris thought to celebrate the new elevator in their three story dream house with a pool party. Having lived in Barbie and Ken’s former pad for a year now, what they were really celebrating was the dreaded ‘lump curse’ did not befall on either of them. Ken and Ken’s doctor said if their units didn’t mound over in the first year they’d be fine. In their brand new pink and purple Speedos, Brad and Chris were fine indeed. Exceedingly so. Perhaps they do a similar get up on Wednesday when Ken hosts Hump Day Happy Hour at the local Cantina. It is a hole in the wall but for whatever reason the whole thing just works.

Contrary to popular belief spandex capris pants can and do work out for men. Check out this gym hottie. Whether they look better on the floor still debateable. Chris said no word yet on tan lines or tats. The front desk says Mr Capri is apparently visiting from out of town so no one knows what’s below deck.

Brad then relayed the jealous woman with the super flat tummy who was walking out of the room when he walked in said Mr Capri here has been going at the current routine in front of the three way mirror for twenty minutes. She’d stick around for the rest of the show but needed to pick up her daughter from school.

Brad thought enough to get her number to text updates. He wasn’t Luke with his private eye but would catch what he could on film. Brad couldn’t remember if he mentioned he liked her moody green crop top but felt he would properly connect it as a driver of his actions in about three days time while chopping up a kale salad for lunch.

As for now, Mr Capri’s abs were lit. Yum … oh and those colorful shoes. Adorbs! Chris lusted over their size then wondered if the man might be Brazilian. Brad then asked if those pants might technically be capris? They could also be quarter length. No one doing cardio on the balcony overhang with a clear view could agree as to what either meant.

Chris missed the comment as that’s when the lunges started. Brad let out a faint gasp.