I go to the lumber yard, Home Depot, etc.- and shirtless as often as I can.
The only place I was asked to put a shirt on was a Burger King- with no drive-thru.
My older bro Daniel is 16, and my younger bro Andrew is 10.
The three of us never wear shirts at home, and it's totally girl f-uck-ing awesome!
) I've been to every fast-food outlet in town, and never worn a shirt in any of them....ever! Tomorrow is predicted to top 100 and plan on spending dawn to dusk shirtless (and barefoot) again.
I was out walking my dog last weekend without my shirt by a lake in my neighborhood and there was a family there taking photos of their daughter for homcoming with the lake and nice scenery in the background. Finally a group of guys who understand the awesomeness of being shirtless in public.
As every guy that works with his body knows, sweat is a natural thing and using too much clothing while sweating is very uncomfortable... My dad was always shirtless at home when I was a little boy.I was riding my Harley today (shirtless as usual) and noticed I needed to get gas. I always wanted to walk around shirtless with shorts or pants--nothing related to swimming. I went into the airport shirtless and I felt the cold blowing on my belly and my boobs. I just woke up and decided I wasn't going to wear a shirt for as long as I can... I like the feeling of being shirtless and hate wearing shirts. I've never come across it in any of them here in Australia.As I pulled into the gas station I noticed a lot of construction type vehicles parked off... My 2014 goal is to be shirtless as often as possible. There's no issue with serving shirtless customers, (they'd lose to many if they did! Took my glasses to the optometrist, had lunch at Arby's, and got my hair cut, all without protest!I do work out 5 days a week, so for now I still feel... I went to a barbecue with my girlfriend this past weekend and found it a great time to bare my chest.As I was on vacation recently and laid on the beach shirtless, watching the waves, listening to the birds and wind blowing through the palm trees, I began to think about how I started my love affair with being shirtless. It was at the house of one of her female coworkers with about ten couples there. When I was at home I didn't like shirts cause my brothers never wore them much, and I wanted to be like them. In the house, in the yard, out with mom, visiting with friends and relatives, you name it.