|Can I get a whoop whoop?|
Ten minutes go by...
I must never become a photographer. Can you imagine if I took that photo?
Me: "You! Mr Sexy ass, remove that shirt.
Mr Sexy ass: "Are you sure? This was supposed to be the wardrobe?"
Me: "Do not question my artistic flow! Remove the shirt and pants!"
Mr Sexy ass: "I'm not so sure..."
Me: "Do it." (Death glare)
I am pretty sure I would be in jail right now. No, I know I would be in jail right. He would've sued me for something stupid like public indecency or inappropriateness in a work place or putting a roofie in his drink.
As you can tell I am a pervert. Yes, you heard me! I am a female pervert and I am proud of it!
|Female Pervert Superhero!|
The five commandments for being a female pervert.
- Thou shall tell girlfriend if hot guy is spotted. (No keeping him to yourself)
- Thou shall act in an inconspicuous manner. (No catcalls)
- Thou shall not follow sexy man. (No stalker like behavior)
- If a girlfriend does not tell you about a sexy man she is ogling, you get automatic dibs.
- If sexy man has an equally sexy body forget previous commandments.
It's SEXY TIME.
I'm off to take a cold shower
In honour of Cake Betch, I present: Henry Cavill