August 19, 2003 - 10:07 a.m.
reppin da boathouse crew... yo... k, now i'm giggling. Our boat cruise was fantastic, cept for some spousal grief the night couldn't have been better. Damn, do people ever look better outta their work clothes... that's not to say that our startrek uni's aren't exceptionally flattering, but who really looks good in a one-size-fits-no-one golf shirt?
matt told me when the boat redocked he'd be back to take me by the hand and personally bring me to the back of the boat to kick the night off. Boy did i need it. The ship was a pot smoker's paradise with a whole table of baked goods, spread out like my wildest diabetic nightmare.
the climax involved the realization of one lucky boy's fantasy...
kaya and i kicked it off and the rest, as they say, is boathouse history...a pact with the devil...
narrated by tommy "It's all between friends. I've done it myself once. C'mon lads, hop to it." and when the cat calling died down, he turned to ronan and asked, in a saucy irish accent..."So. How does it feel to be a homosexual?"
i'd say the trade off was more than worth seeing adam and ronan indulge in what they've REALLY been thinking about. fun isn't it?
