If real life were more like Porn...

I’d be forced to grow my fingernails, get implants, make my hair bigger, and buy a big strap-on in accordance to the Rules of Lesbians In Porn.

-I’d be getting laid every day at the office: some handsome stud would pull me behind the files and do me right there. Or, we’d just say to hell with it and do it right on the front counters.

  • I’d have sex with all of my gay friends. Constantly. There’d be no reason NOT to be doing it when we were together.

  • I’d not leave the gym for several hours

Lunchtime at the office might actually happen the way BronzeLion depicted it.

I was going to say that I would have a real inducement to get back to my fighting weight. After reading Moonshine’s post maybe I should just take my belly, mustache and sandals to Germany. Wie gehts, Liebchen? Which may or may not be German for, “How YOU doinnng, Sweetheart?”