New information: Bambi's carboy is not only a frisky fella, but a surfer as well. Sharing their story yielded an influx of readers arriving from nesurf.com, a forum for New England surfers. I still don't really understand the site fully.
This is what transpired in the last week... I blogged. Bambi tells Burnham about it and he posts link to my blog with the following comment preceding: "Hope you virgins are having fun on your messagebourd. Next up for me... hard drugs. Your pal, Enrique Burnham" (Quick backstory- Burnham is known on the forum as a 40-something virgin who lives home with his parents). I was unaware of this until I noticed a bunch of unfamiliar cities/towns coming up on my traffic feed from nesurf. Bambi filled me in on EB's actions... apparently he was "trying to get me some more followers." This got me thinking about surfers and all the sexiness that they exude. I felt it necessary to get some feedback and input from my homegirls/avid facebook followers to pinpoint what exactly makes these wave seekers so desirable. The sole male comment came from one of my grad school pals and was a fitting title for this post. Exploring nesurf validates his statement, but I'm into it. Dorks rock my socks.
Surfer boys... this is what we love about you. Keep up the good work.
Appearance: Man lines top the list. Otherwise known as peepee lines, penis cleavage and cum gutters. That hair. Sexy, salty, sun-kissed. The overall bod. Chiseled, bronzed, head-turning. The way those wet suits hug every inch. Yummmm...
Attitude: Laid-back, care-free, adventurous, effortlessly sexy.
In conclusion, I am horny for summertime and surfer sightings. A quote from my girl SP sums up my argument: "Ahh the carefree life of a surfer just living for the perfect wave... and we are just hoping to be that perfect wave... or at least a passing wave!"
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