The animal in me...

I came across a set of pictures taken in May 2008 while browsing my photo archives.

There are chinese zodiac statues on the grounds of Thien Hou temple.  I took pictures with a few but the pictures seemed to be frozen in time, till today.  The camera I used back then was Olympus Mju 480, i think.

Looking at them, I can't help but notice how bald I was.  But hey, I'm even balder now, with just a few strands of hair.

A friend told me that every picture should tell a story.  But I think these pictures can really go astray if not handled with care.  So here, let me tell you a story about these pictures.

A story about the animal in me.

Every man wishes to have a huge cock. Strong, sturdy and hard as a rock.  Well, in reality, some barely do, and only a few can deliver a shock.  Whatever he has though, every man deserves a shot.

They say the way to a man's heart is through his tummy.  Damn straight.  Nothing comes close to a nice juicy pork belly.  Roast it, grill it, I bet my money it'll be just yummy.

No one will admit it but inside every man there's a hound, as if long caged in a miserable pound. Try to mess with me, and I'll be a bitch almighty.

Every man wishes to look brave and courageous, even though nature hasn't been that generous.  But no matter how afraid he is, he'll never admit he's a pussy.  A tiger is a tiger, even if it belongs to the cat family.

A man is as artistic as he thinks he is. He can be fashionable, he can be fashion'horrible.  Beneath that fuzzy look, there's a horny outlook.  Dare you get hooked? 

Here's what being a man is all about.  A great looking stud. Adorned with a luxurious mane, just as a man longs for a nice hair.  Unfortunately, some seem to have lost their share.

A man sometimes enjoys a mystifying presence.  Most of the time it comes in the form of just himself.

But when the mystery fades, the hair falls, and he's kneeling on the ground, all that's left is a regular Gus, born in the year of the snake, 1977, sneaky, slithery and slutty (sometimes... hehe...) If there's anything he would admit as 'big' on him, it would be his heart.

What's the animal in you love?

Oh, by the way, the accompanying writeup is just my impression of the pictures with me in them, some about myself and some I simply made up.  So try not to argue about it's actual horoscope accuracy with me because I can be all of the above animals when need be.