Sometimes, you have to shamelessly ogle.
Meeting the people you've ogled can be easy.
I used to borrow my friend Dan's dog. She was very friendly.
People like to talk to you when you have a dog with you.
And if they didn't like the dog, well, I didn't want to talk to them.
If you smoke, and they smoke, try shamelessly bumming cigarettes.
You can also ask about their tattoos, if they have any.
In the mean time, here's people for you to ogle.
That's my friend Lorren. I used to live with him.
He's a musician and programmer, and earns lots of filthy lucre.
He's also single. He says he needs "a chick who will clean."
I think he just needs to get off his ass and vacuum.
My friend and his, Q, took his picture.
Click on it to see more of her wonderful stuff.
Go see Lorren's page.
Brains, and a body!
Andre here is some sort of computer geek for a living.
Fortunately for us, he's not built like the stereotypical geek.
Unfortunately for us, he's taken.
But we can still look, right? Right.
Remember, unless you have a spill-proof keyboard,
drool will short it out in no time flat.
Continuing the fine tradition of ogling men with brains,
I hereby present Eli the proto-lawyer.
Can't have too many cute computer geeks on the page, after all.
The picture is a bit small, but that's his fault, not mine.
Doesn't it just make you want to sue someone??
I'm fond of Marines. Heck, I'm fond of military
guys in general. Is it the cammies? The dedication
to the ideals of country and service? The cool boots?
Nah. It's the abs. Sean here will happily demonstrate.
Don't chafe your eyeballs on the screen, now.
Go back whence you came!