Caring!

Yep, that’s exactly how many fucks I give about airlift today. Every C-5 I’m supposed to be controlling is broke somewhere in the world. Speaking of the C-5 (also known as the Aluminum Overcast), here’s a picture of A BOAT ON MY MOTHERFUCKIN’ PLANE.

Going to be a long shift. May have to self-medicate before lunch. If the quality and coherence of my posts start to improve around noon you will know that I am into the rum.

I may have mentioned that my arsenal of cool stuff has improved dramatically over the last few months. That reminded me to post a pic so you can revel in my awesome.

Big Bewbs Forever

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Before you click, there are some things you should know. Most of the links in this poat contain audio, some of the language is NSFW. Turn down your speakers or put on your headphones NOW.

Also, most of the images are gifs, so this poat is mammary intensive, please update your RAM or go directly to the comments.

Bettie Page+Barbi Benton Big Boob Friday

Hello Comrades, and welcome to Big Boob Friday. MJ is taking a little time off for a cruise to New Zealand, most likely so he can tower over some of the indigenous pygmies and act like a big man.

It seems that every time I take the reins for a BBF poat, I whine about about how hard it is to find new models, funny gifs, appropriate music, and I just more or less act like kind of a mare about the whole thing.

Not this time, my friends. I am making a conscious effort in 2013 to have a more positive outlook and a better attitude about things, I will try and spend more energy on what I like and also not waste time worrying about everything I don’t like.

I like boobs. I like gifs. I like funny pictures and making fun of Dave in Texas. I like ACDC. This is the best job ever.

Big Boob Sandwich Friday

Hello, bags of douche, and welcome to Big Boob Friday: MJ is a fucking slacker edition (II). I’m having a little trouble being creative right now, mostly because I used up most of my awesome in the first 11 months of this year. Let’s try and slog through this together, shall we?

I wrote this song when Mare was scratching my kicky spot under the table in 1981.

I bitched and moaned last time I did one of these poasts about how difficult it is to find new talent to grace the pages of this shithole blog, and this week was no different. After an exhausting 45 seconds of pressing ‘random page’ at Boobpedia, I settled on today’s lucky lady, Dana Hamm!

My Bad Taste Will Kick Your Bad Taste in the Ass Any Day of the Week

Ace called it a Four Loki Bikini Tractor Pull hosted by Gary Busey.

So, Mission Accomplished.  Here’s the newest Crap Tree ornament.  Also my Secret Santa pal is getting a pair of socks.

Happy Birthday CaRiN!

I hope your day starts off special. Maybe some breakfast? Eggs OK?

Maybe a nice run after that. Watch out for that tree!

Some days it just doesn’t pay to get up

‘Nuff Said

Pupster Poat

Last week I drove from Ohio to Tennessee, and while passing through Kentucky, a radio station played my favorite scream-along-to-the-radio song. It is possible I may have blown the speakers out of the rental car. YOU DON’T KNOW.

Big Boob Friday

So MJ has been reassigned to Memphis and is too busy for boobs. Honestly, I’m a busy dog, I’ve got shit to do. I can’t spend all my time looking at bewbs on the internet. Seriously, nobody else has time for this shit? Wiserbud? Cyn? Lauraw? Rosetta? Hotspur? Jay? Dave? cARin?  Mare?  MCPO? Oso Loco?  Leon?  Anybody?

Fine.  FINE!  Let the concussed dog write a poat.

How about some music to get us started?  I wrote this song for Mrs. Pupster last week after she pissed me off, but  then apologized.  What?  You are sorry? (NSFW) It’s kind of hard to hear you…could you speak up?  (NSFW)

Your model for today is from Okayama,Japan and hits the tape at 36-23-34.  Her bra size is listed as 1 metric which is fucking stupid way to say “pretty nice for a foreigner”.  Please pick up some sushi and welcome Megumi Kagurazaka.