Of course, being the good neighbor that I am, I was concerned for the person whose house was in trouble but I didn't see smoke or flames or any bloody bodies so I was able to fully focus on the personnel.
Mmmmmmmm. Lifesavers. How heroic.
The one time that a man walking around with an axe isn't scary.
Even though it's March in Texas (which means chilly), go ahead and remove your shirts fellas. I don't want you to get overheated.
Now don't go thinking that I'm partial to firemen because I'm not. Heck, I married a cop for chrissakes. Cops can be sexy, too. It's just that they don't have as many chances to get all wet and slickery like firemen do. Maybe I should start a crusade to douse cops with water so that they'll have to remove their shirts.
I noticed that the ratio of women to men standing outside to see what was going on was heavily female. There were at least a dozen women
drooling watching. It's the same way in the office where I work. Any time someone gets sick and needs medical attention about 6 paramedics show up. And there are about 600 women standing around looking at the men. I know the ladies love seeing the men storm in (sorry to the person who fell ill, but there are hunky paramedics on the floor!!!!!) and I wonder if the guys like having a bunch of drooling, lustful ladies hovering around them.
Luckily for my neighbor, everything was OK. And luckily for all of the neighborhood ladies, we got to see a bunch of hunky guys. There was so much eye candy around there I'm sure no one needed to eat dinner that night. Because let me tell ya, usually the only sights we see when we go outside resembles something like this: