Would you date him:

Chris “Fine As Hell” Evans.
I sure would.
I sure to HELL would.

What about him?

Paul Walker just does things to me.

The Snow Wolves.
A place that we never thought of looking at,
but should we?
Should we, as Foxes, take a break from the chocolate and take a bite into the vanilla?
Is it selling out? Or is it just tired of the bullshit?
Are we just tired of all the requirements to successfully find ourselves in a solid relationship?
One with a man that we are attracted to and will treat us the way we want?
One who ain’t:

Lazy
Broke
On Drugs
Selling Drugs
Straight
or Just Messy?

I had to wonder…

Are you willing to play in the snow?

Continue reading “Are You The… Rainbow Fuckin’ Kind?” →

You see your opponents.
Always try to keep that game face on.
They can read any sudden weakness.
You have all the cards babe,
so hit em where it hurts.
Just make sure you throw the right ones out on the table.
You see all that bounty on that table?
That can be yours.
Well now it your turn…
So, which one will you throw out to keep you in the game?

The dating world can be like a game of poker.
It takes some good card plays and keen observation to win.
It’s just… well, you been losing each time you sit on at that table.
Another game; another loss.
Your poker face has now diminished,
so now I got to ask…

Are you tired of playing?

Continue reading “Somehow I Keep Throwing Down Jokers” →

Some of us have been with a Vixen.

I know.
Shocking!
I know Wolves and Foxes who know the insides of a pussy down to the lining.
I know some who vomit at the thought.
I know some who were male whores and are now super duper feminine and are dick hunters.
I also know a ton of others who are dating Vixens and love some Foxtail on the side.

It is life and we all have stories.

I will admit that I dated Vixens before.
Only 2 stand out that really left a lasting impression.
Others were either too damn ghetto, were in relationships, or I lost interest before she opened her mouth.
But I always knew I liked me a Wolf.
Vixens were just distractions from the truth.
I had strong attraction to Wolves as far as I could remember.
Hell, I started masturbating well before my 13th birthday.
First it was titties in Vicky Secrets catalogs I stole from my mother…
and then it went was the way a Wolf’s ass looked as it pounding some pussy.
That is another subject for another day and time.

So I have to ask all my Wolves, Hybrids, and Foxes..

Have you ever been with a Vixen?

Continue reading “I Like Pussy” →

Foxes…

You know here in the Foxhole, we support nice peens.

Especially when they are attached to nice looking men with nice looking bodies.
Nothing brings a smile to our faces than a beautiful man with the right package.

…And by package that could mean in cotton or jewelry box.
😉

But, uh, this sausage here:

Continue reading “The Amazing Story of a 14 Inch Dick” →

Hurricane Irene was a over hyped bitch.

Yeah I said it.
Well, for some areas of the Concrete Forest, she was.
My area was no more than a breeze and a splash.
Other cities and states felt her wrath and she left a lot of damage.
Over here however, we waiting for an after shock that will never happen.

Crazy thing, I was home alone all weekend.
I was twiddling my thumbs, reading shit online, talking in emails, and watching A LOT of porn.
I am pretty much porned out for these next few days.
(yeah right)

I was telling Star Fox that I was going to set up an online account on BGC or A4A…
… or both of them… and go Wolf huntin…

Continue reading “I Like Long Walks On The Beach and The Doggy Style Position” →

To be “omg he is FINE” comes with it’s price.

I am sure to look like him above must have it’s perks.
You have the ability to make any Vixen wet and give every Wolf/Fox a boner.
You can also get discounts on free food and land great jobs,
but the problem is everyone is trying to get a piece.
You do not know who is real… or who is plotting to fuck you.
And when you aren’t attracted to the person, it can also create stalkers.
As great as all that may sound, it can be a tad annoying and downright scary.

I have an associate who finally met the Wolf of his dreams…

Continue reading “The Finer The Wolf; The More Intimidated The Fox?” →