Went up to Utah, Bryce Canyon to be exact. Beautiful country... and cowboys. and Mormons. and Bakpackers. and Bikers. But mostly a lot of farm fed hunks wandering about. Hearing spurs jangle as they wandered through Ruby's or the local general store. Blond guys with broad shoulders and broader smiles seemed to be everywhere. Saw enough leather clad Harley riding butts to make my fingers itch.
There is something though, about a country boy. Innocent but not. You can just see a room full of wicked behind those smiling eyes.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment