Living in London for the past couple of months has had its fair share of frustrations, but one thing makes me very glad I made the move here - The crotch-watching here is spectacular! It's not only parliament that was hung. I have never seen so many mouth-watering bulges in one place at one time. My walk to work has become an eye-popping pleasure. Suits, jeans, even sweatpants (there are a lot of sweatpants) - all hint at a selection of perfect monster cocks each and every day, and at the pool, wet bulging Speedos leave little to the imagination. Can't wait for warmer weather to see all those great British bulges in shorts. My heart may be in New York, but my eyes are happy here. Men of London, I salute you.