There are some unusual issues with being the new parent/guy on the block that no one tells you about when you move into a new neighborhood. Ive been standing on the stoop out front and no one seems to want to acknowledge the new guy. I must have cooties or something, but whatever it is, it keeps me from being accepted. I want so much to find a niche to be accepted, but without an ethnicity, theyre just isnt room for a new guy. Im Portuguese and French American.
Though Ive never seen that choice on the ethnicity Rorschach test, I still find myself filling in the same Caucasian non-ethnocentric, non-angry, shunned cracker American choice that only porn adverts tend to watch over. We are the hidden ethnicity that porn directors search out, that society shuns, but that Gatorade seems to address in their you sweat it out, we fill it up' campaign. Their catch phrase stands on its own:
You cum, we go. Campaign. Its not so much that the campaign is a bold new venture, but the yellow and white color-scheme that makes me a bit uncomfortable. I am thought of as a normal necessity to the inadvertent misstep of society and the virtue-absent quarreling of my individualism that I find most intriguing.
I am not an animal! Well, maybe in bed, but dont hate me because Im beautiful! Others will read this and find me shallow. Still others will read this and find me vain, but the people I am most interested in are those that dont read this and still find the need to comment and judge me. To those that I thank for their time and comments I have but one comment
Cunnilingus=special; foreplay=a must; multiple orgasms=priceless!