It's a lazy Sunday today.
Is anyone reading blogs today???
Come on, tell me you're reading my naughty stuff(?????????????)
So? Have you seen Hurricane Bill???.....
.....Drat! I'm bored.
PS: It's a Miss Heap kinda day ~~ CLICK me!
August 21, 2009
August 18, 2009
Did you ever feel like writing something, even when you're drawing nothing but blanks?; the blanks of writing, I mean....They're like, totally out of sync with everything else, once you get the bloody words onto the bloody paper. It all looks like some Englishman's inflection, gone to fucking hayseed, ya know what I mean?
There isn't any words sitting between my legs, dumbass. So, what's this shit all about.
Christ, if I know. I'm just gonna sit here, like the f-ing Karaoke-King, and drink cool water and wipe my brow, sweating like a pig, see?...
Oh! go to buggers! I know you. I do. You're gonna leave this fucking gin-mill and toddle on home, and damn well write every god-damn word I'm saying. All for the love of your self-masturbatory life...Go on, bugger off..see if I care?
Yeah. But, did you ever???
August 5, 2009
August 4, 2009
In praise of the female form, Summer Time is the perfect time for the "bottom-man"
You know "the bottom man," surely; he's the one who's gaze lingers, long after she'd walked away; he's the one who massages sun-tan lotion, and sunscreen, onto the two hemispheres of her ass, her golden-tan ass, buttocks, backside, rump, and booty.
On the beach, you'll find her, stretched out, in all her glory.
Here where the shore meets with the horizon, the "bottom man," smiles, while doffing his cap. She is hot. She is matching herself, with nature on her side. She is the glorious Summer-time's ultimate attraction....attraction....attraction....
....attraction. With, praise,
I've gotten back to the "Mandy & Amber Stories" You'll find the latest posts here >>