*thinks naughty thoughts*

I'm environmentally conscious, but I love driving.

(_(_)

*snort*

Hahah...

*slams giant red double-ended dildo down on the table*

WHAT?!

...

Firearms are my biggest guilty pleasure, of course. The fun ones? They're expensive toys that do nothing except poke holes in paper or cans.

Not going to bother listing vices I actually feel no shame about like pot, porn, and wanking.

Actual guilty pleasures include:

Teen Chick Movies: 10 Things I Hate About You, Save The Last Dance, Mean Girls, Freaky Friday, Bring It On, Clueless, The Princess Diaries, What A Girl Wants, Never Been Kissed, Dirty Dancing, etc. And not just to perv on the jailbait, either. Sometimes I watch with kleenex, but not for the guy reason.

60s Pop: The Monkees. 'Nuff said. The first professional rock show I ever went to was the Monkees' 1987 20 year reunion tour. I shrieked like a little girl.

*takes deep breath, reassures himself of masculinity...*