Chris 2 Brad - Stop Texting Sexy Pix. I'm Ur Bf. I'm NOT Gonna Buy Sfera Coffee/Armani Undies. Plz ...show

Chris 2 Brad - Stop texting sexy pix. I'm ur bf. I'm NOT gonna buy Sfera coffee/Armani undies. Plz ...show sum self respect/common curtesy. Post ur nearly nude bod 4 EVERYONE 2 C. Ok?!? Not 2 me. Sell yourself OUT. Remember what Suze says; $$$ 1st. Then honey if you have one and if not exploit more bees and pass it off as women’s lib. Prioritize. Don’t want 2 worry bout u.

We feel your pain. Posts randomly go up and down daily. Makes it impossible to run a business. Tumblr simply doesn’t care about those they disadvantage. It’s like we don’t exist. Making it worse, they’ve stayed silent and let the bots do the dirty work people need to be doing. Its dehumanizing at best but it’s nice to know we’re not alone. We carry on and hope there’s actual people somewhere. Life beats bots. It MUST or we’re ALL toast.

Tumblr Inquisition

When did freedom of expression suddenly become an online crime? When did an attack on a specific subset of any group ever work to the benefit of any institution?

In this bloggers humble opinion, Tumblr’s December 17th forced genocide of Adult Content blogs is just another example of how our society is slipping backwards in its level of tolerance towards anything that is different, preferring to have this type of content hidden away, and marked with a scarlet letter of intolerance and shame.

Are there issues revolving around certain types of blogs Yes. Child pornography and other unacceptably content is abhorrent to all. Is Tumblr going after those specific types of blogs? No. Are they setting up a system that blocks minors from accessing adult content blogs? No. They are preferring to follow a simplistic “nuke it all” approach rather than address the overall problem. Taking a M.A.D (mutually assured destruction) approach, can only end in one way, for without adult content, Tumblr will die off.

So my friends and followers(93k amazing individuals), I challenge you to reblog this note, and challenge Tumblr’s decision. Perhaps, if enough of us stand up and protest some good will come of it. Resist, and fight the good, and honourable, fight.

Brad and Chris were SOOOO over the reflective lighting. 8 PA’s holding those silvery things seemed excessive.

Chris said even Slim Shady didn’t stand a chance here. Brad had two M&M’s melt in his hand. That’s when Brad asked Chris if M&M’s came in black and white.

The director, Shirley, cut in immediately. “Brad. They DON’T. Why don’t u go wash your hands OK?”

(Talking to herself) GOOD LORD.

“Ok. Take five people. Brad’s washing his hands…. With soap. You hear me Brad?!? One solid minute WITH SOAP. Will someone ensure he gets Siri on the timer…. Please.”

Shirley would ask for a raise that afternoon.

This whole shower business in wet white cotton while Chris snapped photos just didn’t make sense. Just last week, Brad randomly found himself wearing white briefs to the beach. Just a few days ago, Chris was looking like a nun in white briefs. Now THIS. Neither of them particularly liked the old school style either… and Y again in the shower?!

That’s when Brad realized the conversation was in his head.

Hmmmm.

Chris seemed busy with the camera, but Brad interrupted the shoot anyway citing he had Margaret Cho’s much anticipated laundry detergent recommendation. It was the absolute sure fire needed to pull him out of the chaos.

"Oh," said Chris. "Well, what is it?"

Brad explained Margaret lit it up once again. She made her own laundry detergent from scratch. The woman was AMAZING and even gave Brad a list of ingredients.

Still, neither Brad nor Chris would begin wearing shirts. In the end, Chris boiled down the ensuing twenty two minute conversation to one hard point. It just wasn’t natural.

Brad agreed wholeheartedly clarifying Margaret’s recipe was natural but wearing shirts or pretty much any clothing was not for two hot gay boys barely 22 years of age working as fashion models and gogo dancers in Southern California.

Well, back to the photo shoot then.

Brad and Chris couldn’t agree. UPS or USPS?!? Either way, Gustavio delivered a nice package. Hmmmmm. Yeah. Real nice.

With their blog still market explicit, Brad and Chris’ rub a dub dub photo mix stunt seemed to only highlight their dirty minds not clean them.

Two weeks later, It would dawn on Brad brains were like cats. Neither could handle water. If only he could lick his brain. Then he could imagine clean exotic Tumblr-friendly things like crisp linens and liquid origami.

To his credit, Brad did sport liquid shorts… and who doesn’t secretly loathe linen?!?