He's not MY bloody hero...
In the wintery months, A couple of mates and I go to Kallbadhuset in Malmö (cold bath hose) out in the sea. It consists of a few saunas, and some enclosed(ish) sea areas, and open sea that you can dive into. We only really bother to go in the winter: the water hits minus 3, and you need to smash the ice before plunging butt-naked into the water..

You can make as many jokes about blokes being naked together as you want... Only someone who is totally secure with themselves can strut around after having frozen thier nuts off.

I digress.

Sat chilling in the sun one warmish day, Per-Ola and I noticed a guy with an "I've worked out too much" body appear in green speedos. This is rather rare at Kallis, most people walk around naked, or with a towel. People stared.
He parked himself near the known "male-appreciation" boys, and proceded to do a wierd workout. Until I saw this guy produce one, i NEVER thougth that people had the "roller on a stick abs-workout machine". He produced one, and poceded to roll himself up and down infront of the hairy bear-boys. They looked appreciative.
He then danced around for a bit, and produced a latex rubber bandish thing, and proceded to do some more chest-puffing stuff.
Until that Day, I'd never seen someone make a simple workout into a show-off routine.

Sat out in the cold, Peo and I sat gigglnig at this self.absorbant display, and wondered if the guy was TRYING to turn on the cuddly gents behind him.

A few minutes leater, sat in the 95 degree sauna, we were discussing the ludicrous actions of the guy in question, when he walked in.

"fuck me" says Peo... It's Peter Siepen. He's famous.



He's a faily famous bloke here in Sweden, infamous for being annoyingly eccentric, full of self-love, wearing crocodile-skin boots, daft hats and feathery earings etc... Try this Google Search to get an idea

There is a band of 3 tiered benches in the sauna, you sit looking out to sea through the triple-glazed windows. It's quite sublime and relaxed. In the event of no space, you can take the tiny single-seat that is infront of the window. This allows you to spot the next guy to leave, and take his place.

There was plenty of room on the benches... Yet Siepen chooses to sit opposite us all, on the single bench.

Now.. the next bit is a kinda male thing: if you can sneak a peek, you do. you HAVE to know how big the next dude's tackle is. Don't deny it.. evey time you're in a public shower, you end up having a subtle look at the other people there. Now.. sat in the sauna I guess most people so have a look. They DON'T however do what Mr S did... sitting infront of everyone looking from crotch to crotch. His face didn't flicker til his eyes met my with slanty-eyed mutton gun. I have 2 piercings, both clearly obvious in the sauna. He stared, and STARED. Peo even tapped me on the shoulder and said "Dude, Peter Siepen's staring at your winkie"

The seat next to me then became clear.

Yup.

He came and sat next to me.

Though I thought it was impossible, he proceeded to stare more.

So... there's now a TV series called "Rocky & Drago" on in Sweden... A wierd kind of "Micheal Palin goes aroudn the world" thing, but with Peter Siepen and some vacuuous bimbo who screams alot.

I wonder if he talks about the day he saw a wierd dude with Steel in his dick as much as i talk about the day that Siepen stared at my Winkie...

Celebrities... some are nice, some are assholes, and some simply stare at your genitals too much.


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Yes, I know it was long... but it *was* 95 degrees C...
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Mon 29 May 2006, 15:23, Reply)