I will not claim victory by tit or cock size.
There is no lessor, nor greater.

Fortune is what is...
~asks for an olive in his beer~

Oh fucK, I forgot to Akk for a beer last post.
I came , i saw, i forgot to ask for a beer.

Please help me i am without arms or legs,
tiping a i am do to with my teats.

~signals for beer with titties~

Your "observations" seem hardly scientific.

I suggest application of "Atomic Balm" (or similar)
& time half-life against each prior result.

~mixes Perfect Screwdriver, slides down rail~

Here You Are!

gosh i love it so
planets brace another world
also as we meet

Arrgh! Just saw The Dave Mason Band three miles from my house.
Arrgh. (no "arrgh" needed, just saying...... 'cause).

Mix it up, phuckeR, I'll
clean you in the morning.

I tol' you, Rucy, to leggo day modem in a storm!

Err, you asked me once to prompt when sentence structure is not as concise as possible.... This one: " Sleep with the windows open & wish for nothing but what blows me cold." seems possibly better suited to read "want for nothing but what blows my way" Just saying is all. Also, if you are experience...

~thesaurus upside da head~

That hurt!!!

Yeah, we can see you, and the feathers
which were shooting out your ass until
I was about to bitch about the mess.

Hey you, with the feathers!

you been sad before
shake it off no sorry ass
smile all day long

Bring it on, Bunnyman!

errr, you asked me once a while ago to
correct you if need be...
it seems, perhaps, that is to say,

"Awaiting response"

may be improved with the more certain postulate of :

Knowing resonse

ask of these my tits
what not may i suckle best
butt what left behind

we are all at your bed-side, amnesia
knowing you will wake up
smiling we are here

i sort perplexed
spurn the toenail sized nut
cashews all are gone

Take your meds confused freak that has nothing to do with DiViDendS weep his sorrow more buxom fresher it seems your trust was your problem his not provoked not loved casue you're bad or bad cause not loved 'tis only a beat for one feathered dove to stroke & to say no not ever today i will smile i w...

mute testimony
trust our language passing lips
eyes half lidded trance

that was surly wrong
i rack huge balls over seas
japanese now cute

You asked me once to condense,
dear nipples, once upon a time.. so:

certain the road
welcomes your feat

Give me your poor, sick, huddled masses.
Please.

~unzips fly~

crustaceans no bother
clamping claw of doom
i laugh when with you

Any body, please. A boozey booze drink.

we are ball shocked
never have such testicles
broach of etiquette

Oh my!
It seems anything
might be thought.

nipples ought to be punished,
squeezed at least
pinched at best

concave gravity
snowdrift greets the sun
sends humidity

~hands signs (thanks Helen K!) for to ask grape flavored gin slush drink~

Hey!

That's me (too), Linda, Erik & Mike.
Paul is the only sibling missing in this avatar.

~puts broken guitar in moop bag, apologizes to no one~

Hmmm.

When I was a boy, if we were sick we had
to swallow castor (fish) oil.

Are you not concerned, Doctor™ amnesia,
that rewarding sickness with rest & relaxation
merely rewards negative behavior.. ala Pavlovs' dog?!

~signals bartender for a shot of castor oil, or a pickled egg~

Last time I saw a butt like that,
er, umm.... come to think of it,
I have never ever before seen
a butt like that.

~raises pilfered Petes'~

To Guins' fine ass!

Is that Danish Prime Minister Anders Fogh Rasmussen in your teeth,
or am I mistaken?

Yo.

Think you might have missed a few swimmers there....

~helps nipples into upright kneeling position on the bartop, pulls down his panties~

I read once that when lost,
it is not advisable to panic, but to be calm.

You will still be exactly where you were
a few steps away from the path
instead of running willy-nilly
through the wood bonking trees and stuff.

~feels self up, relaxes~

I am thankful for the humidity
graciousness has permitted me
dry as fuck
without stimulii


after work

~takes boots off~