Happy New Year!!!

I'm just writing this down quickly before going to work (yes, I'm working on the 31st)! I just wanna wish happy new year to all of my regular readers (like you Nizza ;-)) and actually anyone who has already read my blog in the past, Rodzilla owes one to you! I started this blog back in January 2011 which means the upcoming month will mark its one-year anniversary.

2011 has been a very intense year for me; it was packed with surprises, unexpected events all of which were for the most pleasurable or at least the ones that were have been able to erase the damages caused by the less pleasurable ones. I had the opportunity to travel down south back in Feburary, travel all across Europe last summer, get a glimpse of Israel and the Middle East and a flavour from Northen Africa: Morrocco. I was also blessed to celebrate Christmas with the Norwegian love of my life Nizza, and hopped to New York in a New York minute last week. 

I have completed one third of my bachelor's degree, got myself a new job, a new bod and plenty of new friends across the globe. I hope y'all have had just as much of an awesome year as me and for the ones of you who didn't, stop thinking about it as tonight will put an end to it! Let's all celebrate together! Jeg elsker deg! ;-)

Fatty Fat Fat Wants to Pat My Sack

The matter discussed in this article is of major concern for the gay male alpha.

Two weeks ago, right before Rodzilla had his first final exam, he needed to refresh his mind, have some fun and get laid. These very primary needs ought to be satisfied in this very order and on a constant basis otherwise no gay male alpha can keep up with today's society's trends, fashions, lifestyles or even reach happiness.

A few months ago, I was desperate and sex-deprived so I had joined an online dating website (again) and had met a baklava named Waleed. He seemed nice, polite, well-mannered and had some skills at dirty talking and phone sex. What fell out of my jurisdiction is the fact that Waleed was fat. That's it fellas, not chubby nor slightly coated, just plain F.A.T. I would even go on to say he was obese... I'm not even kidding!

Even though I had promised myself to never bugger an obese person, it seems like I cannot respect my own rules as I did meet him and spent an evening with him. He was genuinely kind and interesting and also very clever as he was a Law student at the supposedly prestigious School of Law of McGill University. Oh I need to mention that he was a Jordanian Christian from Amman! I like to call him "Royal Jordanian" as he's so fat, he probably overate at one of those 5-star hotels along the Jordanian side of the Dead Sea where they serve you all-you-can-eat breakfasts.

I would say the sex was good and the talk wasn't cheap but there's nothing like taking a leap on a huge leek. I'm telling you, not only was he a fat slob, he was really soft and had way too many stretch marks. I know all of this sounds extremely gross and nasty but I'm simply providing you with some juicy and fatty details about a new misadventure of mine!

I do not regret this misadventure as it did indeed help me to focus more on my studies afterward (I got rid of the permanent erection) and likewise, it taught me a lesson: do NOT lower your dock and raise your cock! This lesson could be translated as follows for girls out there: raise your standards not your skirt.

That being said, it is okay to have sex with people that do not look exactly like models in magazines but it doesn't mean you should accept an invitation to your local cockroach-infected diner with a local loser. I'm not assuming that Waleed was a loser but when it comes to trimming down and toning up, he was pretty much last on my list of best eaten pâtés of the last few years.

I was even kind enough to leave room for perhaps a second date with that overfed Middle Eastern stomach but the bastard didn't even call me back! You know you've reached the bottom when even a fat sloth doesn't call you back! I'll leave you on this new mantra of mine (and gossip): "Better be ditched by a good-looking and handsome dude than by a fat and ill-favored stack that might just as well act rude". 

I honored this new motto of mine last friday by almost shagging the hottest dude in the club where I was. Stay tuned for more. Oh and Nizza, I owe this one to you ;-)! Rodzilla love you love you long time!

Which one would you choose?!

Song of the Week (Dec. 26h to Jan. 1st)

Hey Hey Hey!!! This week is a special one (duh)! No-brainer here but hey, I'm really hoping all of my faithful readers and occasional readers are having a very Merry Christmas just like Rodzilla is. Here in Gaybec, we are having a white Christmas so need to dream of it. I chose two videos for this week as it encompasses both Christmas and new year ;-). Also, these two videos and songs feature the extremely hot, talented and newly mother of two diva: Mariah Carey. Y'all need to watch the remix version of the classic Christmas torch "All I Want For Christmas Is You" featuring the recently puber Justin Bieber. No other song can better express the feeling of excitement and anxiety that takes its toll on us on new year's eve but "Auld Lang Syne". Enjoy little dragons!

For the record: This year I have the privilege to spend the holiday season with my favourite Norwegian and fabulous booty extraordinaire Nizza who flew all the way from Norway to London and then to New York to reunite with The Big Dog. Jeg elsker deg ;-)!

Made in Brazil 4th Edition... Yum!

For those of you who haven't heard of the newly-founded mag "Made in Brazil", well honey, it's about time you hear of it. It's actually a gay-oriented (well I guess) mag that solely features scantily clad young Brazilian babes. You won't see no Gisele or no Adriana but you'll be able to drool upon seeing cutie Marlon Teixeira and Evandro Soldati strip down for ya. 

This fourth edition comes into two volumes; one shot in NYC by Stewart Shining and the remaining shot on location in Brazil. What is very interesting yet bothering is to see the twinky twins Marcio and Marcos Patriota make out and mingle together. I find it quite appealing and exciting but yet have issues regarding the matter as I wouldn't want to make out with my own brother so I'm wondering why they're hot about one another!

Delivery started December 2nd with the first five copies autographed by model Diego Miguel. I guess that these five first ones are gone by now though :-(! Rejoice!

Icing on tha cake

Dear Evandro

 Here is the video showcasing the twin-k(s) making out:

Made in Brazil #4 - The twins from models.com on Vimeo.

Have a Merry'n Gay Christmas

Christmas is coming in the Christian world y'all!!! Cum hither ye ole Gay brothaz. We shalt celebrate Christmas altogether! I mean it's Christmas for us too after all! 

I'm getting more and more excited for Christmas to come and also for my final exams to be over! Every day I'm being exposed to advertisements about Christmas shopping deals, gift giving, family reunions and Christmas for lovers. Well it turns out that Christmas has always been protrayed and promoted as a family-friendly celebration. Since we are now in the 21st century and that there are more and more LGBT families out there.

I think it is totally relevant to include our community into that celebration as there's obviously a lot of Christian gays out there (!). 

The following pictures are all the best (and steamiest) ones that I found while searching "Gay Christmas" on tha web. Enjoy and rejoice!

Ah those Swedes...!

R.I.P. Marjorie Raymond (1996-2011)

As most people living in Quebec already know, a 15 year-old girl named Marjorie Raymond committed suicide two weeks ago because she was being bullied at school and outside of it on a daily basis and this, even during the weekend.. I know it's been two weeks and I haven't talked about it well I just didn't have time but I wish to make up for it with this article.

I couldn't explain how saddened I was to hear that story as I know how it hurts to be bullied and how miserable you feel deep inside. It seems like in her case, she had been bullied by a group of girls for the last three years. She feared and hated school so much due to that suffering that she failed to complete her second year of High School.

Marjorie lived with her mother and younger sister in Sainte-Anne-des-Monts in Gaspésie, Quebec. She had been raised in Granby, QC until her family decided to move to that remote area in Northeast Quebec. 

Marjorie was said to be a good student and to have a close and respectful relationship with her mother which is the reason why the latter told the authorities that she had been suspected to be the cause of Marjorie's high absenteeism at her High School. In fact, her mother reports that she tried to skip school as often as she could in order to avoid being taunted and teased by the group of girls that wouldn't leave her alone.

Her mother also claimed that the other girls were kind of jealous of her as she was good-looking, sociable and had previously had academic success. The mother deplored that the school's direction even went on to tell her that it was her fault if she was good-looking! 

"Patate Vodka"

I made an extensive (and expensive) abuse of alcohol last weekend.

It seems like since I work at my new job, I have become both an alcoholic and a very social colleague. Indeed, I now employed at my new job since three months and have made new acquaintances among the staff. We have started this tradition of waiting for each other after each shift to drink it up until we loose it. 

Prior to last weekend, I hadn't thrown up since the last five years. I usually stop ingesting alcohol when I start feeling loosey goosey but it seems like I didn't have time to feel it and went on and on with the booze. In fact, my new friend Gabby and I got our shifts wrapped up around midnight last saturday and that's when we agreed to invite the rest of the staff over to some nasty douchebag-infected bar located near my house on tha South sho'.

As soon as our feet went past the bar's entrance door (or after we were carded by the bouncer), we headed for the most distant table to launch the process of screwing up our livers. The moment the "too shy" barmaid approached us, we ordered rounds of shots. What must have harmed me is that we didn't order tasty shots or drinks; we basically ordered EVERY goddamn thing on their menu. That resulted in serious stomachaches and funny faces as I had a hard time swallowing those disgusting shots. I also got to learn that Sambuca tastes like fucking crap. I'm sorry for those of you who are fans of this Italian liquor but Rodzilla simply can't handle that taste; worse than rimming some twink who hasn't washed himself in ages!

I think we drank something like 10 shots in two hours or less. Gabby and I had previously devoured a specialty dish from our Casa; a Gnocchi Gigi. For those of you who've never heard of the sauce Gigi, it's made of shallots, mushrooms, rosée sauce and pancetta. Rosée sauce at our restaurant is made out of genuine cream and tomato sauce for a frigging massive mix. Our little posse didn't want to restrain itself to blond beer or rhum'n coke: hell no. We headed for shots of Sambuca, Tequila, Vodka, Cognac, Sour Pussy, Red Bull and Rhum. I also continued to drink blond beer on the side and mix as much as I could.

Song of the Week (Dec. 12th to Dec. 18th)

I now love Sean Kingston just as much as I love Mariah. He is tha shit! A year ago or so, one would have questioned me about Reggae or Jamaican culture and I wouldn't have been able to claim anything except than Bob Marley, Marijuana and the colours of the country's flag. Henceforth, I worship Jamican culture and especially its music and dance! 

I think Sean Kingston is the new Bob Marley. He may not sing about the same topics, have the same lifestyle or be as iconic, he still does rock. I like the fact that he seems light-hearted and so much fun. His music sounds very free and inspiring to me. I also like the fact that he's chubby but doesn't care about his weight or image. Let's talk about that! As a image-obsessed person, I try to surround myself with images of your everyday people instead of models and perfectly fit beauty bombshells. Sean is the answer to that calling.

I wanted to post his overly contagious joint "Letting Go" featuring Nicki Minaj as song of the week but realized it's already been it last April. That's too bad. Me Love is probably one of his happiest and jolliest tracks ever which is the reason why I chose it as song of the week. Hope you enjoy!

Male Crush: LMFAO's Redfoo

He's tall, mulato, hot and lean, my male crush is Redfoo from LMFAO. Yup, you read it right; while many people might not think of that man as sexy even though he's been singing that he's "sexy and [he knows] it" on and on on radios across the globe during the last two months, some people still doubt his sex appeal. Well it turns out that Rodzilla gives him full credit for that and thinks he should increase his financial leverage :-P. I like the fact that this man has a good sense of humour, is humble (he can laugh of himself), funny, artsy (he's an artist), handsome and talented. He also dances and shakes the junk he's got in the trunk which I love. Furthermore, despite half-laughing of his own lack of workout, I think his body is still fit and lean, look at them cheeks in his speedo!