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Not Feelin’ The Funk

so i said when i started this site,
i was going to be honest about things i go through.
i would never out anyone i was dating/fuckin’,
but my struggles was up for grabs.
if you gonna love me,
you gotta love ALL OF ME as well.
the good.
the bad.
the ugly.
the funky?
since a majority of men lurk in the foxhole,
there are some things we DON’T talk about that we should.
plus i never know who is suffering in silence,
needs their “a ha” moment,
or should be aware for future sake.
now before i get into this entry,
i need to put up a disclaimer:

i am a very clean person
i am not sexually active at the moment

okay cool.
i am also prepared to be judged,
but it’s whatever.
don’t judge me like things can’t happen to you as well.
so lets get into it…
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I Tried To Ignore The Fact His Crotch Smelled Like Sanitation.

well look what we have here.
another normal day in the sauna.
some meat getting glazed for the picking…
but i saw something on tumblr and i had to post,
especially with the summer time here and now…

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Put It In My Hair

male grooming is one of the most important aspects for a fox.
wolves and hybrids please also apply.
you can’t be a member of the foxhole looking raggedy.
you represent me and us.

lately ive been having dry scalp.
every product i tried wasn’t working,
or would work for a little while and then stop.
i was talking to my health n beauty vixen about my hair woes.
i wanted the shiny hair like:

i’m always impressed with how put together he is.
well she suggested i try something.
it worked.
you know i had to relay the info…

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Smelly Dick, Smelly Dick, What Are They Feeding You?

cleanliness is the next thing to godliness.
amen.
we are foxes/wolves/and hybrids.
let’s be real.
when we don’t wash or clean,
we stink.
and BOY,
can we stink.
some boys don’t know how to clean themselves.
some don’t like to clean themselves.
they just run free in all their funk.
a friend of mine learned the hard way about that “stink“.
that p funk.
that pepe le pew swagg.