I wonder why men get serious at all. They have this delicate, long thing hanging outside their bodies which goes up and down by its own will. If I were a man I would always be laughing at myself.
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- La Gioconda
- I am sure you have recognized me. I am La Gioconda or Mona Lisa. I am the administrator of this blog. My master, Leonardo da Vinci, a great painter of the early Italian Renaissance, taught me that both men and women’s bodies are things of beauty created by nature and should be viewed and enjoyed as such without all the shame and guilt that society, culture, religion and government have thrust upon us as individuals. As a woman, I have always had a special interest in men. I like to observe their bodies and their behavior when it comes to sexuality.
This blog shows pictures of Stramme Jungs. That’s how germans call men that are vigorous, strong, powerful, robust, strapping, sizable, rigid, stiff, wooden, sturdy, burly and/or massive. All men shown enjoy their masculinity, on their own or with friends, whether male or female. I hope you will enjoy this blog as much as I do.
My expression is said to be enigmatic. Regular followers of this blog will soon understand that I prefer to describe it as “a modest smile of joy, excitement, amazement and entertainment”. I live to laugh and I laugh to live. That's why I am still amongst you.
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