An "under-the-covers" investigation of the strong, silent, nordic type
posted by Curiosa at 5:14 PM
Kommissarie F. Curiosa is a female detective in her mid-twenties delving into the baffling yet somehow tantalizing mystery of the Swedish male in Sweden's chilly capital city. She's a modern-day Mata Hari, infiltrating the grisly underworld of dating in a foreign country.
During the course of her investigation, Curiosa discovered that blogs about dating are an excellent way to get dates. Of course, none of her dates were actually with the strong, silent, Nordic type. Her romantic attention was soon captivated to a fellow expat blogger, who took the interesting and unconventional approach of writing odes to Ullrick. Turns out, the way to a girl's heart is through her cat.
This resulted in a suspension of Curiosa's investigation of the strong, silent Nordic type, but not to fear, her new relationship provides plenty of 'blog fodder', much to the dismay of her significant other.
9 Comments:
Who said we're living in a society with equality between the sexes? ;D
Just imagine you and him both posting chest shots without the t-shirt... We would never hear the end of THAT!!!
But what about you calling yourself "mamma", why not "sockermamma" that would look good in translation...
Sorry, couldn't help myself.
yes, well I know that some of my readers are CLAMORING for another boob shot, this time without the shirt, but my response to that is "KEEP DREAMIN', BOYS."
I never did though, nor would I – if I need to see boobs there are boobs aplenty all over the 'net. Not to mention I have live boobs available locally :D
And, of course, getting to see your boobs and then talking like this would feel all too much like cheating on my SO.
Well, aren't we all exhibitionists ? And to be fair, you are walking on the fine line of revealing "personal" stuff without getting "caught". A boob-shot would be a bold statement that you are damn proud of who you are and you would definitely gain a lot of altitude in the blog-hiearchy :>
Hmm....I´m thinking about posing without the shirt. But I´d probably get too many complaints that way.
And secondly some folks actually called me Bimbo, but to my face and not in writing. I also got that I´m flat chested and lack boobs, which I must strongly deny.
Thirdly, I´d like to say that I like your writing alot, mom....:)
Okay Oscar, you say, "I´m flat chested and lack boobs, which I must strongly deny." You are actually concerned that you lack boobs?
And second, upon reflection, I must say that the "mother" reference is actually a bit disturbing.
Well maybe not so concerned, it´s more like a false statement that I lack boobs.
I´m the victim of "förhållande-fetma", I used to have a quite developed (muscular) thorax region before my current relationship.
Oscar, Kramer and Frank in Sienfeld might recommend their man-bra, or as Kramer puts it "a support undergarment
specifically designed for men." I guess they never did decide if it was called the "bro" or the "mansiere."
Oh. Oh! Glorious Seinfeld episode, that one. When Estelle walks in on Kramer putting the thing on Frank and they're both all cheery and whatnot.
Right up there with the episode "The Ticket" where Kramer is all weird after being kicked in the head by Crazy Joe Devola.
"Can you get vomit out of suede?"
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