I AM A "WHATSEXUAL"!!!???

My good friend Pete is in the hospital over in Tyler, and I have been going back and forth to visit. He's in some kind of morphine fog, and nodding in and out. Well, the other day there was quite a few of us in the room with him when he, out of nowhere, said Jeff is kind of "metrosexual"...(???)

If you don't know what that is, don't feel bad, because I didn't either. I had heard of the term, but wasn't real sure what it was. Turns out, that's a guy that, dresses real sharp, and is up on fashions, gets his fingernails and toenails manicured and pedicured, gets his eyebrows and what not waxed....blah,blah,blah....

I would like to take just a minute to say "I AM NOT METROSEXUAL!!!"...I think.

Now, I do take pride in my appearance, and always wear a little "girl getter" so I smell nice, but I ain't metrosexual. I mean, I wear Wranglers. You can't wear wrangler jeans and be metrosexual...I'm pretty sure you would have to wear Jordache or somethin'.

I wear Justin Ropers. I'm pretty sure a metrosexual would have some of those boots with a zipper on the side of 'em.

I did have a polo shirt at one time, it had POLO in big blue letters on the back of it, and MARCO in big blue letters on the front. Surely that's not metrosexual.

I wear ballcaps and cowboy hats. It sounds to me that a metrosexual would wear a beret, or at least one of them funny looking golf hats.

I do keep my fingernails and toenails clean and trimmed, but I do it with an Uncle Henry pocket knife...is that Metrosexual???

Well, I got to get back to spinnin' some tunes, and talkin' on the phone you know...work.

Later....or for the metrosexuals out there....CIAO.