Showing posts with label testosterone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label testosterone. Show all posts

Sunday, December 7, 2008

real men take ballet lessons

right after they quaff a few pints of Isenbeck beer.


From the troves of GardenBroad.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

got testosterone?

Lots of cowboy hats, bared biceps and unshaven jaws out here in Marlboro Country. Dinner tonight at the highly-recommended Cowboy Ciao where menu includes Testosterone Soup and Big Biceps Salad. (Spinach salad, homage to Popeye.) If I'd had an anchor tattoo, according to the menu, it would have been $4 less. But not every guy out here is a cowboy.