Taureans that I love

I've been considering this post on and off for a few days. And since my brain has not found the time to properly weigh the pros and cons, and since I'm sitting here with a few minutes on my hands before dinner time, I will be daring and post the post that I have not yet thought through.
This post is about the Tauruses that I love (Tauruses is to Taureans as Walruses is to Walreans. You decide.) The major "con" to posting about more birthdays is...who wants to hear about birthdays? There are a zillion other blogs that one can go to if one wants to hear about how popular one is and how many friends one has whose birthdays one remembers. I prefer to feel like a different kind of friend than the sort that will post something on her blog on your birthday and consider it a good birthday present. However, I am beginning to find that I am actually more or less that sort of person (gasp!), and so I will suck it up and be honest with myself and the world and go ahead and at least give you the small space on my blog that you deserve--the little bitty paragraph that tells you "I love you at least this much, please believe me." etc.
In introduction, I think you must all agree with me when I say that Tauruses are the handsomest, most sexy beasts of love.
Jonie will definitely agree with me on that score. He is the sexiest/only Polynesian man I have ever known. If we got married we would be the UNICEF Couple of the Year, and we would go off and do humanitarian aid projects in underdeveloped countries (and meet his long lost relatives). But since neither of us are really up for that, we'll just settle for being best friends and love each other like that. Happy Birthday; I've always felt at a loss as to how to show you how much I love you, and I've never really felt that way with anyone before. But I've never really met anyone more endlessly and unconditionally loving than you. I owe you so much. (The picture is for you because you are the loofiest loof I know.)
Now Mikey Dee, special honorable mention, is a man that can always make me feel special. I have to say, in all honesty, the first thing that I realized about this man was that he readily and wholeheartedly laughed with me and made me feel like he enjoyed my company. I'll really never be able to abandon all doubt and truly believe that he DOES like hanging out with me, but I'll suck it up and accept the love because it really is quite special, and I will humbly and freely admit that it honors me. May you always sweat healthy amounts and be one of the funnest men I know.
Hiki, the man who loses his eyes beneath his smile, is a priceless guy whose friendship I shall forever feel unworthy of. I still flounder for a way to really truly accept his compliments, because I feel so much less than he is, and he loves me like an equal. I can totally see you being the last man standing, Hiki; you've been a great encouragement to be and given me the warrior vision too many times to count. I miss you. And your little brother Yasu isn't half bad either. Heh heh.
There's Jesse (Aika's lucky husband) who was a great friend to me during sort of a tempestuous time. May you never believe Junior when he tries to convince you that I had a massive crush on you (you knew who I was really crushing on). You are quite a sexy beast, though, and any sons you have will be lucky to know that they were created from such class A DNA. Happy Birthday, prayin' for ya.
Holy smokes, I can't name a single Taurus girl. HA, someone help.