Here they are, the two brothers known as Sad and Familiar, up to their usual tricks.
I was walking out of the studio the other day, and I happened to be about 15 feet behind a female coworker. Walking in the opposite direction were two middle-aged male coworkers. Their deteriorating heads swiveled slowly in unison as the young lady passed by. I was mesmerized by the grotesque ballet of impotent lust that played out before me. The scene was comedic, but at the same time tragic-- Loathsome yet poetic. I'm a little over a year shy of 40, myself. So, I'm old enough to relate to these guys, but I'm still young enough to mock them-- for now.
4 comments:
hahahaha. i know guys like this. it scares me how obvious they make themselves. i guess when you're that and old and possibly sexually repressed your dignity is long-gone.
it is definitely a prevalent thing
I can't knock guys like that. Practically all heterosexual men are either staring or fighting the urge to stare when a pretty woman walks by. They're just honest. I say no harm no foul.
Are you sure the guys are not concerned over the lack of circulation to her feet? Looks like a Golden Lotus from here.
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