Funky Black Poz Jock
Because somebody's gotta have the balls.
August 17, 2010
Scent of a Real Man
G
uy passes by. Seconds later, a noxious cloud engulfs my senses.
Was that a dead carcass? A chemical spill? Nerve gas?
Don't understand it.
This need to cover one's scent with wretched-smelling chemicals bottled as cologne.
The only scent I need is that of a real man.
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