NOTE TO SELF; Last night we made out with one of the guys featured on the blog. We congratulate ourselves, almost a year into the project, for achieving such ground breaking progress.

Naturally we wanted more, so as the taxi pulled over outside our house we suggested that he and his luscious lips join us upstairs.
"I have to work tomorrow."
Fair enough at 4 am on a Wednesday night, but how about going back to your place then?
"I have to beat you at tennis first", he said.

Strangest thing we have ever heard and, seriously, that's not gonna happen.

Well, evidently there is a piece of clothing that makes any man look like a special agent, a playboy, a heart breaker, and, best word of the year; make out-able.

Seven days without boys makes one weak.

100 days of wonderful boys makes us shriek.
They range from a geek to a freak,
but never bleak or meek.
We continue to seek,
and although sometimes the eyes might leak,
we always reach for the peak.

Also, wet kisses and a big Thank You to the Cobra snake for unofficially doing a lot of the leg work and taking tonnes of great photos featuring all the American boys we could ever dream of.