dirty... dirty... dirty

Remember when I told you about my encounter with anal gland juice?
I know, I'd rather forget about it as well... (Sharkdog is doing well BTW)

BUT! (no pun intended - well maybe just a little...)

I mentioned some of the world's most disgusting jobs (according to moi) and told you about avian vomitologists (or, owl vomit collectors?).

I now know how kids gets started in this career path!


If Chicklet sees this I'm in deep doodoo.

BTW...

Have I ever mentionned I have a crush on Mike Rowe the host of "Dirty Jobs"? Cause I do *sigh*.


He's not afraid to experience the jobs we take for granted. Blue collar, hard work, stinky but essential jobs that make our lives easier (well, not all of them - seriously, avian vomitologist?!).

AND... He's funny!(all traits he shares with my Honey). Did I mention they both have killer blue eyes? Cause they do.

He said my name? Wait... he said my name? He said ANNDI!! Oh my.. THUD!

And for the chicks who dig dirty men...



YUP! He's my number two... after my Honey.

"I'm Still a Guy" - This song by Brad Paisley (current crush number 3) pops in my head when I think of these men... and really, that's what's sexy to me. Unplucked, unfeminized guys... growl and purrrrrrrrrrrr!

I want rugged, rough, a man who'll get his hands dirty. He wears boots to work (cause I have to). He works hard, sweats, and gets things done. He'll even grunt some.

A guy. Like my guy.

"Uh oh. I've got mud in my shorts. At least ... I hope it's mud."
- Mike Rowe