Real men wear dog-tags.

I have a thing for dog-tags.

Not on dogs, but on men.

It's my thing.

Fetish, if you will.

I think they are hot.

Like, the guy wearing them doesn't have to be in the military or have a rocking body or even know what they are! But, if he is wearing dog-tags - the cool points jump for me.

I thought for awhile that it was just a 23 thing. I remember he would hug me, and his dog-tags would be cold against my chest. And it was...*ahem* alllll good. I would do this thing where I'd grab them and say they were "HOOOOOT!" - I guess I made a funny face because he'd crack up everytime.

One time on the phone he said "So, I could be fat & ugly - but as long as I have these, I'm in your good graces?" I said "You are already fat & ugly." he said "Oooooh...ooookay." I said "Just wear your dog-tags, you'll get laid."

Haha...well, he has more than just dog-tags in his favor. But, enough about him...

Now I know it's just, as Steph says, 'my' thing. Some people like feet, some people like hairy arm-pits (!), some people like to pretend they are vampires, I...just like dog-tags. They make me bite my lower lip and think bad things.

This guy named Marcus I'm kinda talking to. He wears them. *growl*

Just beautiful. Beautiful boys with beautiful tags.

This blog really didn't have a point. I should stop babbling now.