Tell Me Your Secrets…About the Blog
I admit I have secrets, and I’ve told all of them, at least most of them, a lifetime of them, to Lars. Lars has secrets too. Many of his, most of his, over time he told me them or I discovered them. Including his penchant for women, for testing all of them to see how far he could go with them, and then collect them like a charms on a bracelet, or like scalps on a trophy belt. Thank god Lars doesn’t want to stuff them and mount them. Having just said that however – what an inadvertent but now that I think of it ironic choice of words!
The reality is myself included, Lars has stuffed and mounted many a woman. I believe that’s one of his chief occupations, not preoccupations, of Lars in life – chasing down a woman and trying to capture her for his own purposes. And take this to the bank, it is not for their benefit. Lars does no favors for any woman – it is all about him.
Sadly and to my deep sorrow, after knowing this man intimately over 36 years I have come to these two conclusions about Lars:
> What woman hasn’t Lars fucked or tried to fuck?
> What hasn’t Lars lied about?
And to think that I still care deeply about Lars after all that has gone on between us. That story though is for another day.