September Cosmopolitan parade of hunks is like a shower from heaven. We hate flood and heavy downpour, but if you have this kind of shower, one can never refuse. I presumed everybody wants to be in a forefront. It is kind of sexy to see several half-naked men stripped with their T shirts to show their abs and other muscles that needs visual recognition.
I can almost hear the boisterous audience singing:"I'm singing in the rain..."with their rainbow colored umbrellas being waved like those frantic businessman at the closing bell of a trade in New York's stock exchange.
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