It's time to "put the top down" on my car and get over my shirtless-in-public-phobia.
I'm thinking this phobia is probably residue from my gym-class days, having associated being shirtless with being vulnerable, turned on in a way that I was not supposed to be.
Much like I've been cleaning up the muck from my resent house-flood, I need to clean up the muck resulting from the clogged mains of gay Mormonism.
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