May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Today I will be mostly trying to spot nipple on a rather resplendent and rippled chest. Ooh I do love a skinny boy. YES! It is not lost on me the irony… But I can’t help what I like to be aesthetically pleasing. The fact that I am a washed out old hag with tits…
This picture came up as a Facebook memory today. By God, he is beautiful! I mean…just…sheer, effortless beauty. As a consequence, choosing the title for the post made me think of this…
And makes me smile and giggle…and my mood instantly lifts. And it almost feels like a “Spaceface moment” again…even though that was more personal because it involved my art…but all the same. Just the effect he had of lifting my mood and taking me out of my woes. I could kiss him! I bloody well…
OMG! THIS IS ACTUALLY A REAL THING! Golden Gaytime Crumbs! I want them! And Jim… In a bed… Sprinkled from head to toe in Gaytime Crumbs… Oh, please!!!!! And then he can have his bath…and we can do it all over again! Oh, I shouldn’t be sharing such FILTH, but what the hell?! I’m only…
I painted this in February and have had it mounted (Ooh er Matron!) on my bedroom wall ever since. But…I shouldn’t keep hold of it. I did try selling it…but, well…who wants to buy my tat, eh? But, everyone loves getting something for free, even if they think it’s shit. But, I want this to…
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One last one before bed…it’s like it’s turned into a Kerrsday Thursday…on a, well, technically Sunday.
“And then she tugged at my jacket sleeve! So I stopped and she just…threw this bag at me.” Sorry, Sir…
No more words…
One final share of these fab Getty shots of Mr Beautiful.
“All this signing stuff is doing mae heed in!”