What the Fuck's That? Vol. 1

This is the makings of... what?

I was on the beach today and this structure was visible through The Wealthy People's front window. So, GayBoy thinks it's a do-it-yourselfer's "Build-A-Helicopter-In-Your-Living-Room" kit.

I was kinda hoping it was a Gravitron. Now that I've seen the not-a-two-inch-display exposure of it, I'm leaning towards GayBoy.

But you tell us: What the fuck is that?

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So, last week, GayBoy and I were chilling, we had a barbecue, drank some stolen wine, smoked a little dope, watched a movie, chatted meaninglessly about everything, and then wandered up for bevvies and a quick peek in the porn store.

(I've lived here five years and have never been into it. Something about virtually "suburban" porn shops seems dirtier.)

[Both of these photos you can click and get led to larger images on Flickr.com. Which is beneficial with the Jerkin' 'cos you can see all the lovely vibes behind him.]



(In GayBoy's defense, this is a terrible shot of him. He's much cuter.)