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Anonymous
My brother is six foot three, fitness fanatic built like a brick shithouse. He's a mechanic by trade, ex navy, can turn the air blue when he stubs his toe.
Him and his girlfriend have a cat.
It's a fluffy one, a Ragdoll to be exact, it'll lay across your shoulder for hours. There's something fundamentally wrong about my manly brother playing with his cat. The blonde attention-seeking fluffball just doesn't seem to match his image.
But on the other hand they also keep a breeding GSD and it's pretty huge and tough-looking. You'd think that it would make up for the cat, and it certainly looks like it does until you pat it and realise that it and the cat are pretty much the same, personality-wise.
Big macho guys and fluffy cats are a bit odd-looking together. My bro's GF thinks he's cute though, so I suppose that makes up for any potential loss of manhood on his part.
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