Thunder from Down Under
No, I’m not describing my morning farts. Yes I have horrible sounding farts in the morning, so what? It’s better that than a silent-but-violent [no sound and horribly stinky] fart.
If you are possible wondering what am I on about, I’m talking about the world’s #1 male revue, Thunder from Down Under. It’s thanks to xiaxue’s blog that I’ve had the chance to know these… fine men.
And more hot action goodness here :
Ahhh if only we could get that for Tania’s hen’s. Actually, screw that, get it for my hen’s night. Since it’s too damn far away, I’ll settle for tickets as a birthday present.
If you really must know, yes I was drooling and screeching when watching the videos. Who wouldn’t?