Big Boob Friday™

Hello egg sucking dog.  Welcome to Big Boob Friday.  I saw this GIF at the Chive.  It’s one of our BBF lovelies, Shay Laren.  She strikes me as a fun chick.

Today’s musical interlude was linked on the last thread by noted cross-dressing jackass scott.  It’s by Jon Lajoie so you know it’s good.  It’s my new favorite song.  It also contains the best lyric ever written:

♪♫  Fuck birth – entering the world of space and time is a bitch,

Searching for purpose in a random universe sucks dick.  ♪♫

Hahahaha.  That’s brilliant.  Good find scott you total douche.

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We don’t normally do requests at BBF because no one here gives a shit what you want.  However, last week both wiserbud and Cyn asked me to feature today’s model once again so I’m happy to oblige.  It’s been a while since she’s paid us a visit so here you go.

If you would like biographical information on her, feel free to Google your ass off.  Please stop downgrading your personal debt rating for a second and welcome back the very first BBF model and your model for today, Friday, July 29, 2011, Milena Velba!!  YAY!!!

The fact that everyone is going to hate that picture brings me great joy.

Here’s some crap.  On this day…

*  in 1805, Alexis de Tocqueville was born.

*  in 1883, Benny Mussolini (Il Duchbag) was born.

*  in 1890, Vincent Van Gogh died in Auvers, France.

*  in 1936, Elizabeth Dole was born.  My God, Bob Dole was the worst fucking candidate ever.

*  in 1951, BBF-worthy actress Leslie Easterbrook was born in Los Angeles.

*  in 1953, Geddy Lee was born.  Even if you’re not a Rush fan you should see THIS.  It’s excellent.

*  in 1958, President Eisenhower signed the NASA & Space Act of 1958.  That was back when our tax dollars paid for kick ass things with balls.  Now we pay research faggots to study the mating habits of the snail darter.

*  in 1968, Pope Paul VI reaffirmed his stand against raping boys artificial birth control.

in 1974, Cass Elliot of the Mamas & Papas choked to death at the age of 30.  I like the way John Denver says “HEY EVERYBODY!! at the very beginning of that video.

*  in 1974, St. Louis Cardinal great, Lou Brock, stole his 700th base.  RACIST!!!

in 1981, tampon and giant eco-douche Prince Charles of England wed over-exposed peasant girl Lady Diana Spencer.

Fin.

This is a baby prep weekend around the house for me which means that I’ll have to drink heavily.  Whatever you do, try to avoid sucking on a tranny’s balls and then setting your face on fire.

Cheers!

WENCH!  GROG!

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Hey who’s out there?

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AHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhggggggggggggggggg!!

322 Comments

  1. This post will probably win a lot of awards.

  2. I am the real first!

  3. No ME!

  4. O!M!G! I FINALLY got Leaving on a Jet Plane out of my head and Rosie links it!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. Lord

  6. Hahahahaha

    Carin, you crack me up.

  7. I’m pretty sure most shrinks would say this is a “bad idea, mom”

    no stupidface. I just want to move to Texas. Every day I read the paper and find out what new thing my sweet moonbeam has done drives me crazy.

    best bbf post ever. I know that if those fat pigs can be a model, there’s hope for me.

  8. Grablot should consider Texas Tech. It’s a really good school.

  9. don’t know when I’ll be back again…….oh babe, I hate to go.

  10. Isn’t there one that’s like, oh I dunno, right in your backyard Michael?

  11. Yowza!

  12. You will ALL suffer

    http://tinyurl.com/kvz5rf

  13. Calm down bro

  14. There was a time in my life where I would have loved this.

    Now that I am old I can barely watch the video without throwing up.

    http://www.courant.com/news/breaking/sns-viral-video-edgewalk-preview,0,4795014.htmlstory

  15. http://tinyurl.com/3o5qtnn

  16. You will ALL suffer

    Ok. that was bad. I had Peter Paul and Mary’s version in my head.

  17. This guy hates this poat:

  18. >> no stupidface. I just want to move to Texas.

    Feh. Get in line.

  19. Isn’t there one that’s like, oh I dunno, right in your backyard Michael?

    I’m tellin’ ya, Texas Tech is right next to us. It’s one of the most lovely and scenic areas of Texas.

  20. Listen, no need to panic, he’s only 13.

  21. Nice sweater puppies.

  22. but I’ve decided I’m moving exactly in the middle of Dave and Michael.

    I’d hate for either of you to feel cheated.

  23. See, Texas Tech is in this Dallas suburb called Lubbock, just a hop skip and a jump from my house or Dave’s. Man, that is one really nice town, known as the Cultural Capital of Texas.

  24. Ok I’ve been waiting for forty minutes to drop my son off at soccer camp. This is taking for fricken ever. I think all the other teams are already checked in.

  25. Kill it with fire!!

    Rosetta = BBF Grinch. He takes delight in making us suffer with these trolls and has a penis that’s three sizes too small.

  26. I see how you are peej

  27. Ok I’ve been waiting for forty minutes to drop my son off at soccer camp. This is taking for fricken ever. I think all the other teams are already checked in.

    I want advice.

    Dear Carin, Garren has started soccer this year and somehow I’ve gotten sucked into being team mom. I don’t know anything about soccer. Am I screwed?

  28. scott, how did you find the Fuck Everything vid? Do you subscribe to his channel or something?

  29. http://tinyurl.com/3bm547h

  30. Ok I’ve been waiting for forty minutes to drop my son off at soccer camp.

    Make good use of this time by ensuring he has all of the essentials… skin mags, vodka, smokes, et al

  31. compos doesn’t understand art.

  32. He takes delight in making us suffer with these trolls and has a penis that’s three sizes too small.

    I can vouch for that!

    wait………….what?

  33. All penises are three sizes too small for pajama momma.

    wait….what?

  34. Good evening. This BBF is interesting.

  35. HAHAHAHA!

    wait………..what?

  36. compos, have you ever Googled “Guinness record for most dicks in mouth”?

    Don’t lie.

  37. wait……what?

  38. Bread, move to St. Louis so I can kill you whenever I feel like it.

  39. De gustibus non est disputandum.

    I can see why you like her, manlesbo. What with her affinity for billy goats and all. Have you been to the bridge she lives under?

  40. Good news everyone! My deal went through yesterday with the investment group so, we will have another ‘name that company’ thread shortly.

    Rosetta, please have the flu that day.

  41. There is no “Guinness record for most dicks in mouth”!

    Hey, was that a trick question?

  42. Bread, move to St. Louis so I can kill you whenever I feel like it.

    Fine. that sounds like a great invitation. I’m sure there’s some worthless college in Missouri Graham can attend.

  43. Dear Peej,
    Yes. But just make up a snack schedule, because remember it doesn’t matter whether you win or lose ad long as you get a treat.

    And a juicebox.

  44. There is no “Guinness record for most dicks in mouth”!

    Hey, was that a trick question?

    Hahahahahaha. I said dicks not black dildos.

  45. we will have another ‘name that company’ thread shortly.

    Peace Through Douche.

    Whoever is my Hostages Christmas gift recipient this year will receive a hand made cross stitched pillow with the above phrase.

  46. This BBF model is making the bottom of my monitor screen bend out.

  47. compos, have you ever Googled “Guinness record for most dicks in mouth”?

    Yes, once, when I forgot the password to POL and went looking for a picture of you to show my kid’s fifth grade class what a life of being a total douchebag will get them.

  48. Peej – please stitch my pillow thusly:

    Douche my Piece

  49. Rosetta, please have the flu that day.

    No.

    Asshole Homes and Gardens

  50. Now I’m waiting for him to take everything from the car. He said it was embarrassing that I didn’t wait in the car earlier so now I’ve made the shut carry it all hisself. I parked as far as I could away.

  51. Yes, once, when I forgot the password to POL and went looking for a picture of you to show my kid’s fifth grade class what a life of being a total douchebag will get them.

    Well you don’t have to hurt my feelings.

  52. Asshole Homes and Gardens

    Hahahahaha

    Maybe add Solutions!™

  53. No.

    Yes.

  54. Wrecking Balls and Boudoirs – we sling that shit inside and out.

  55. This was the worst week for the market in a year.

    Thanks Obama.

    It’s pretty telling that Osama bin Laden can get killed while you’re at the helm of the Presidency and STILL go down as the worst President ever.

    What a fucking massive cock.

  56. Rosetta, when the kid arrives, please poat every time you change a poopy diaper, so we can point and laugh.

  57. What a fucking massive cock.

    – – – –

    and prolly the only person on the planet that could satisfy today’s BBF model.

  58. Executive Home Design and Fellatio, LLC

  59. Rosetta, when the kid arrives, please poat every time you change a poopy diaper, so we can point and laugh.

    I have most everyone’s address.

    Just sayin’.

  60. Epic Architects & Rump Wranglers

  61. Milena Velba is a nice person and you should all be nice to her.

    Knights of the Round Table drinking time.

    BBL

  62. Sybian Homes Inc.
    “because our employees are fucking tools…”

  63. Yikes:

    When Hillary Clinton Ran Naked Through the White House

  64. Rosetta, here, have a ham sammich:

    http://tinyurl.com/4y5cy95

  65. No, no, no. This was NOT who I suggested.

    How could you possibly mix up Milena with Milani?

    Reading is fundamental.

  66. How could you possibly mix up Milena with Milani?

    – – – – – –

    I just dropped and gave myself 20.

  67. I, too, love the BBF skanks. They make me feel skinny and hawt. And that’s pretty fricken hard to do. Well done, whores!

  68. Shay doesn’t have an ass. I bet if she released the hounds, the fat molecules will go back to where they came.

  69. Mare, please tell me if you think this is swollen.
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    .
    I hit my shin on the coffee table earlier.

  70. But I mean that in a nice way!

  71. There is the roof guy here going over what has been paid out.

    He has HUGE hands.

  72. Hugh Jands Construction and Design LLC

  73. “Well you don’t have to hurt my feelings.”

    HAHAHA! That was just cute.

  74. Yes, but how about his feet, Beasn?

  75. GML…. It’s swollen AND infected!

  76. Mare! Everyone assumed you were Amy Winehouse and died.

  77. other leg Mare… other leg.

  78. Heh.

    Paul Ryan Destroys Harry Reid’s Fantasy Budget

  79. Cyn, I didn’t look at his feet because he was sitting across from me.

  80. This seriously pisses me off.

    http://www.spaceref.com/news/viewsr.html?pid=37862

    I was planning on showing up for work anyway, jackass, and your little swipe at Congress while defending your butt buddy, who hasn’t done HIS job, just cheeses my grits.

  81. Well, that cleared the room faster than one of Compos’ farts.

  82. http://9gag.com/gag/157134/

  83. http://tinyurl.com/3jo6bw6

    Hostage bait

  84. http://tinyurl.com/3o38yff

  85. http://9gag.com/gag/157255/

  86. I think it was the cheesed grits.

  87. Thank you, scott, I was about to say fuck it and go watch OTH.

  88. This is just a pity comment for Romy.

  89. Don’t bother, Roamy. S7 isn’t nearly as good.

    Just go ahead and start watching Sea Patrol.

  90. I counted 47 raindrops on the way home today.

  91. By the way, Cathy finally came home from Colorado this afternoon.

    I had to promise that I would no longer advise her on how to vacuum the house before she would get closer than Amarillo.

  92. No one gets stabbed in the face with a trident? Darn.

  93. Michael was on TV? http://www.keepbusy.net/play.php?id=talk-show-guest-fail

  94. Yes. Home. Happy.

    Peaches and Rosie didn’t waste any time using their doggie yard to do their business.

    Almost unpacked and looking forward to a quiet evening at home.

    *happy to kiss a clean-shaven hubby too btw*

  95. I got a pinch sunburned today. Yay Farmer’s Tan.

  96. Hahahaha

    Laughing my ass off at Scott’s video. The part at the end is priceless.

  97. Finally. I get to check teh links.

    Also, wow, Step aside Kerry Marie, and keep your fucking hands away from that pizza if you know what’s good for you.

  98. Gotta home problem.

    We have the old plaster & lathe walls in our upstairs bathroom and in this old house, everything is uneven as Hell. Paint looks bad in there.

    The wallpaper I just put up a few years ago is peeling already. Old brick Cape Cod, that little room just does not get any airflow to dry out properly after our showers.

    Thinking of just doing a sponge-paint treatment to hide the texture. Pfaugh.

    I really prefer wallpaper.

    There’s got to be a way to make it stay more better.

  99. Boobs that are bigger than my head frighten me.

  100. Storm Don?

    Every year I hope for a storm named Duane. Every year I am disappointed.

    Barbara Walters will never have an opportunity to report on storm Duane.

  101. Sheeesh. Mold IS texture.

  102. Milena Velba is like a month’s supply of BBF.

  103. Oh

  104. I mean, jeebers, if you got stuck between those things, how would you fight your way out?

    I don’t think “wax on wax off” would work.

  105. >> that little room just does not get any airflow to dry out properly after our showers.

    You need one of those nuclear powered space heaters.

    Also, I love Rush (Geddy Lee, et.al)

  106. that much milk doesn’t do a body good.

  107. There’s got to be a way to make it stay more better.

    Stop taking showers. Problem solved.

  108. Gotta home problem… There’s got to be a way to make it stay more better.

    Laura, have you considered Venetian Plaster?

    I’d remove all the wallpaper, rough up the walls, apply venetian plaster, then paint the walls with a nice base coat and then apply a glaze top coat.

    There are How-to/DIY videos online, or the folks at a nearby paint or hardware store can teach you guys.

  109. Peej, if you are looking for a University halfway between Dave and Michael, I believe Baylor University will do.

    Of course, Texas A&M is the superior school in Texas. And your future President graduated from there……

  110. Especially in the summer, a shower is an unnecessary luxury.

    Scott can spray you with Mr. Clean and hose you off in the yard.

  111. Baylor will make him gay.

    I heard.

    A&M will make him gay for turtles.

    Documented.

  112. When we re-painted the rooms at our church for the kids’ programs, one of our members who is an artist went in and ACCENTED the cracks in the wall. She made the walls look like the old Biblical buildings.

    It was pretty amazing – one of our members said, “We’ve spent more time and money trying to make those cracks not be there, and now we’re happy they’re there!”

  113. Michael, there is no boob on Earth bigger than your head.

  114. Bite me, Dave…… 😛

  115. I believe Baylor University will do.

    *snorts*

    Baptist school.

  116. Cathy, venereal plaster is what we already have.

    wait….what?

  117. *fears having nightmares from BBF pic with plungers*

    *musters up happy non-aggressive little pert bewb thoughts*

  118. UofH or Rice…just sayin’

  119. Cathy, venereal plaster is what we already have.

    wait….what?

    Bleach or penicillin. Take your pick.

  120. UofH or Rice…just sayin’

    You’re just sayin’ Peej should send her son to the toxic waste site that we refer to as “Houston.”

  121. happy non-aggressive little pert bewbs are always welcome.

  122. >> UofH or Rice…just sayin’

    distinctly different entrance requirements.

  123. distinctly different entrance requirements.

    Well that’s true. I think Rice still requires a high school diploma.

  124. Southern Methodist University (SMU)
    Texas Christian University (TCU)
    UT – Dallas
    UT – Arlington
    University of Dallas
    University of North Texas
    etc.

  125. Look, let’s just be blunt. Either you go to a Big Ten university (other than Ohio State), or you suck.

  126. Trinity University – San Antonio also gets good ratings for a private university in Texas, btw.

  127. This is old as hell, but I just came across it again.

    If Cathy has never seen it she will like it

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qIb4xQGUToU

  128. Slippery Rock State Teachers College.

  129. Watch it Buttman

  130. Howdy, great looking chicks, old farts and MJ!

  131. I exhausted. Being retired is hard work.

  132. I did yardwork today while it was 109.

    I’m just a tad dehydrated.

  133. TiFW, I happen to be a proud graduate of East Texas A&M State University.

  134. Scott, gotta admit, I got a little misty-eyed when I first saw that video.

  135. Yes, Dave, and you already told us that it was the first school in Texas that did not kick you out.

  136. Scott, I love that vid of the old folks. Seen it before, but it’s a good one to watch again. Thanks.

  137. I graduated from UHCL dated a guy from Rice.

  138. I attended Hard Knocks U. You never graduate. Most expensive school evar!

  139. That video was made with love and onions and some dust pollen.

  140. I did yardwork today while it was 109.

    I’m just a tad dehydrated.

    Xbrad… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6d16qyx9Sm4

  141. Michael, usually you are flat wrong, and this is no exception.

    I never said they did not kick me out.

    Besides, I was talking to the Aggie, not the Spartan.

  142. I did 2 hours at P.T. and then played 18 in 98 temps with a dew point in the 70s. . . do I get a medal or a chest to pin it on?

  143. Where did you go to Law School Buttman?

  144. Sohos how is Count doing? Is he powder coating?

  145. That video was made with love and onions and some dust pollen.

    *slides box of Kleenex over to Cyn*

  146. So proud of you mcpo

  147. Where did you go to Law School Buttman?

    Valparaiso.

  148. OK, I just watched about 13 beer commercials, and this is weird. Do you people realize that sex is being used to sell beer all over the planet?

  149. I’m not making this up. It’s like they think men will buy beer if they associate a brand with bewbs.

  150. Am I talking to myself? Why yes, yes I am talking to myself.

    Well, in that case, let me say this about that. . .

    Washington D.C. needs to be burned to the ground so we can start over with things like a BBA, term limits, no pay raises for politicians unless approved by the electorate and the elimination of every federal regulatory agency. . . if Congress wants to make a rule; pass a fucking law.

  151. >> Valparaiso.

    And he didn’t get kicked out for sucking on toes.

    They’re pretty relaxed there I heard.

  152. Scott he is very weak still. He powder coated some chairs first thing this morning then I made him go home and get in bed. It is my intention to keep him in the bed all weekend. He lost like 15lbs and he built like you. I need to get some food in him. Pasta, meatballs and bread tonight with cheese cake for dessert.

  153. >> Pasta, meatballs and bread tonight with cheese cake for dessert.

    I can be there in 3 and a half hours.

  154. Five hours for me, but I don’t mind a late supper.

  155. Y’ello.

    I can’t wait to feel pretty again. Right now I just feel giant and bloated and useless. Can’t even hardly do a lick of housework.

    Roamy, I was irritated by that little missive, too. What an unprofessional bozo.

  156. I’ll bring some red Zinfandel.

  157. Note to Will:

    Do not tell Peel she is giant and bloated and useless, even if it’s true.

    Just trust me about this.

  158. Come on down Dave

  159. >> I can’t wait to feel pretty again.

    You cannot not be pretty. It is unpossible.

    *jumps inna truck with a dozen donuts for Count and burns rubber

  160. Peel!

    I bet you are beautiful.

  161. Michael, Count can’t drink yet but you are always welcome to dinner. You have to bring your better half with

  162. *sneaks into Dave’s truck and gobbles all the doughnuts* oh yes, sugar

    need more sugar! more!!!

  163. Peel – I certainly hope you are doing well and anticipate photos of your darling baby soon! Really, you and SoHoS are they only reason I hang around this joint!

  164. Peel, Dave is right, you can’t not be pretty. You are beautiful woman. Now I cannot imagine how frickin’ hot you must be. I am assuming in this heat your ankles are feeling it. ((((Hugs))))

  165. >> need more sugar! more!!!

    I told ya, you sweet pixy beautiful mom to be, that baby boy, he will take what he needs from your body ifn you ain’t eatin it.

    *hands you the kolaches

  166. Did anybody step on anybody else’s toes today?

  167. Smooooootch mcpo

  168. Smooches back atcha, sweetie!

    Tell that man of yours I sad to take it slow or I’ll come down there and lay some leadership on his narrow ass.

  169. My cankles, you mean? :-((((((

    The heat itself doesn’t bother me any. It’s the edema. Just two more weeks…

    Hope Count is back to 100% soon!

  170. I tol’ him what you said chief

  171. Peelio – You’re in the home stretch, kiddo!

    SoHoS – Good.

  172. awww.. Peelie.

    You will remember this moment vividly. And many more to come. The things a mother does for her child, the suffering, the angst. Worries, tending to him through a night of sickness.

    And when he rolls his eyes at you when he’s 13 (and he will), you will knock him into the middle of next week.

    Because it’s important for his perspective.

    *hugs ya*

  173. Thank you so much Peelio

  174. YAY! My kids made it back from a day at the lake. I cannot wait to see how crispy they’re going to be when I pick ’em up. No mom to nag them about sunscreen.

    *waves to Mrs. Peel and wolf whistles at she and Sohos, sends another pinch to Count, smacks MCPO on ass, throws Dave a pool towel, slides a baggie of powder to Sean, tosses Scott a cold one, orders up a bottle for Batman and the Ladybug and dims the lights*

  175. **knocks Michael off the ottoman, pushes it over to Mrs. Peel so she can put her feet up.

  176. *refreshes, waves to Tif, and out the door I go*

  177. Cynn-a-bun – Thanks for noticing the work I’ve been putting in on my gluts!

  178. *tosses Roamy the keys to the liquor cabinet and is now really out the door*

  179. *grabs a towel to wrap around my nekkidity

  180. Keys?! Mwahahahahahaha.

    Dirty martini, anyone?

  181. slides a baggie of powder to Sean

    Hey, Gold Bond! How did you know I was beginning to chafe?

  182. Evening Hostages. I trust everyone is behaving themselves?

  183. Behavior is relative, Revvster.

  184. If by behaving, you mean consuming large quantities of vodka, then yes.

  185. *snorts*

    ACK.. this is body powder *coff coff* FACK

  186. MCPO – what else would I mean?

  187. PEEL!!

    If Will took any preggo pics of you, I hereby demand them. In my inbox, NAO. You must look like a length of string with a big pretty bead in the middle. Pregnant women are lovely works of art.

    Sohos said:
    He lost like 15lbs and he built like you. I need to get some food in him. Pasta, meatballs and bread tonight with cheese cake for dessert.

    Protein, Snowshoe! Protein for muscles. Get jiggy wid it.

    *whips up a meat souffle for Scott with hidden brans and fibers*

  188. Hi Revvy
    and the rest of you Hostages

    Can I tell you about emotional whiplash?
    (the chicks ought to dig this)

  189. I only have two emotions; contempt and anger. . . takes care of a lot of problems.

  190. I bet Master Chief

  191. Hiya Revvy. I boops ur nose.

    *boop*

    http://tinyurl.com/3b8o62f

  192. Thanks Layra starting protien diet tomorrow for the boy.

  193. That was a near-death boop for the seal, Pups!

    Holy moly. She almost got et.

  194. *boop*

    http://tinyurl.com/3lv86jd

  195. At lunch today I called about a 05 Avalon that had been sitting on a Toy store lot for 30 days.
    I offered him $1k less than my max
    He countered with 500 more than my max.
    Ran it by my GM.

    yes!
    What is up with the rims?

    it has aftermarket wheels on it.

    Gm says 500 less than max
    Refused! bummer!
    .
    .
    After lunch I can buy it for asking price! Yea!

    Fills out paperwork. Wait for responce
    .
    .
    I have it I will send it now.
    .
    .
    Wait.

    Calls back I have not received Bill of Sale?
    .
    .
    I am sending.
    .
    .
    Wire money time passes…..Calls Where is paperwork?
    .
    .
    Fed X me a cashiers check to me.
    .
    .
    Oopsie it is past certified check time.
    .
    .
    Wait He sold it to some one else for more!
    Bastage!

  196. I want a donut.

    That is all.

  197. *boop*

    http://tinyurl.com/42p56ed

  198. Night kids.

    http://tinyurl.com/3m3vy45

  199. Boop and run, Pupster?

  200. You must look like a length of string with a big pretty bead in the middle.

    Peel?

  201. Ohhhhh, well done, Mr. Michael!

  202. Did Michael win? I think he did.

    Much better than my bla bla bla

  203. Great boots, Peelie.

  204. If you start typing “preg. . .” into the google search box, the first two suggested searches are:

    1. Pregnant in heels.

    2. Pregnant.

    WTF is that about?

  205. Sorry about Hell guy Vman

  206. I was thinking softball taped to a pencil. Michael definitely wins.

  207. Michael: Hey Cathy, how about I knock you up again.

    Cathy: Are you insane?

    Michael: I’ll buy you some boots just like this.

    *points at picture*

    Cathy: Wow. Those are nice boots.

    Fin.

  208. Michael – I notice you went with the first search term. . . huh.

  209. Thanks Sohito

    How is Count doing?

    And you

    Of course!

  210. Wiser, where forth are he?

  211. Even if I didn’t hate sitting for pictures at the best of times, there is no way in hell I would let anyone take a picture of me now. I can’t imagine anything less attractive, with the possible exception of an actual beached whale.

  212. A beached whale would look pretty hot in those boots.

  213. Hi Peel!

  214. Mrs. Peel, you are creating a miracle. Nothing unattractive in that at all.

  215. Well, I’m off to bed…getting some sleep while I can. Catch y’all on the flip side. *blows kisses*

  216. Mrs. Peel, you are creating a miracle.

    Well now, let’s not forget that Will did the heavy lifting to get this started.

  217. Since each of our girls was a planned C-Section, we got “Night Before” pics of me in all of my massive glory.

    Pretty funny –

  218. @8:11 It is my intention to keep him in the bed all weekend.

    I cannot BELIEVE you miscreants let that one go by…..

  219. Today’s BBF model is unexpectedly large!

  220. Man he is just still tired

  221. EvB – Pffffft! As if a woman could pass the bar exam!

  222. *nite peelie!

  223. Hey TGSG, how are you doing?

  224. Good night all

  225. Fantastic Roamy,…yourownself?

  226. nite sohosess

  227. All quiet on the rocket range. I have the house to myself, a dirty martini, and nowhere to be tomorrow. I’m getting some much needed rest after the last 3 weeks of chaos.

  228. Sounds good, Roamy.

    I’ve got the groceries for next week, menus from emealz ready and…hmmmm…*thinks….only one errand for the weekend.

  229. I have to work tomorrow.

    But I will be ok!!

  230. Dave, didn’t you work last Saturday too?

  231. work tomorrow for me too. saturdays are usually easy though

  232. All day last Sat. But we got this release finished and delivered this morning.

    Tomorrow will just be a normal Sat, till noon.

  233. Good night, my friends.

    Don’t work too hard tomorrow, Dave and TGSG.

  234. Anybody still here?

  235. I’m here, Sean.

  236. Is the heat bearable, Lips?

  237. It’s 97 right now and it has been overcast all week, which has actually brought some humidity to Las Vegas. Odd.

    What’s shakin’ in CA?

  238. Nothing shakin’ here, which is the way we like it. 😉

    High 80s and low 90s lately. Not too bad.

  239. Heh, I lived there from ’86 to ’06 and caught the Northridge and several other earthquakes. It’s such a strange feeling when nothing is steady.

    I miss Manhattan Beach (Mayberry by the Sea).

  240. My friends and I were walking to school (uphill, which I think may have had something to do with this) when the 87 Whittier Narrows quake hit, and we didn’t feel a thing. When we got to school, everyone was freaking out, and we couldn’t figure out why.

  241. Evening, night crew! Drive by from the phone.

  242. Howdy, J’Ames.

  243. I think if you’re driving it’s hard to feel too.

    You and xbrad ever connect, being fellow Californians? Been to a meetup?

    I went to one in Dallas and it was such a great time.

  244. Evening J’Ames.

  245. Right now, the number one search directing traffic to IB is, “why does god hate denmark?”

    Somehow, I am proud of that.

  246. I mean, has H2 made any contribution to the global hatred of the Danes?

    No, you have not.

  247. Michael, are you working on a Power Point presentation about how Cathy can do her chores in a more efficient manner?

    BTW, hi!

  248. In Iowa- pigs.

    We eat them.

  249. Hi Lips.

    Yes, I had a Power Point presentation all prepared a couple of weeks ago to help her clean the house more efficiently.

    She left for Colorado before I even got to the third slide.

  250. She took both dogs with her.

    So I’m just gonna table that presentation for a while.

  251. Hi Michael, how is your pool?

  252. Right now, the number one search directing traffic to IB is, “why does god hate denmark?”

    Somehow, I am proud of that.

    Way to show solidarity with your fellow Lutherns, Bruce.

    (As a side note, one of the girls from my former PoL pic went on a couple of dates with the Crown Prince of Denmark, who was studying at Cal at the same time as us.)

  253. I hear you live in Texas…

  254. Are you loving retirement? Sending suits to Goodwill?

  255. Well Bob, it’s one big frickin’ hot tub at the moment. I go swimming in the mornings when it cools down to about 90.

  256. Sending suits to Goodwill?

    Nah. I’m trying to decide which one I want to get buried in. I probably should give some away.

  257. I remember when we used to hike forty miles just to get to a cattle trough that was at 98 degrees at four o’clock in the morning,

    So we wouldn’t die.

    Your story — luxury.

  258. Buried in?! Nah, you’ve got a lot more Belize trips in you before you have to think about that.

    My dad wants to go to Cuba, but I hate to put money in Castro’s pocket.

  259. I got a bunch of tailored suits in Korea when I was traveling there a lot. Same guy that did the suits for the U.S. Embassy personnel and military officers. $200 bucks per suit. I used to go in there, pick out a couple of fabrics, and the suits would show up about six weeks later in a FedEx package. It took ten minutes, because I had been measured and he already had paper forms for my exact shape. They fit perfectly, and had all those little details you expect from a tailored suit.

  260. I’m trying to decide which one I want to get buried in.

    Go with a bright white zoot with reet pleats, a black shirt, and a tie with a hand-painted nekkid lady on it. Make sure to go with two-tone wingtips, too.

  261. Cuba?

    I remember Cuba.

    Three months of trudging though sand and bitter disease.

    Four thousand good men started, three hundred forty two made the trek.

    Unfortunately, we only had enough tents for three hundred.

    BBQ time.

  262. They fit perfectly, and had all those little details you expect from a tailored suit

    In the real world?

    We call that BALL ROOM.

  263. Bob, you sound like you are full of shit.

    Do you live in Houston?

  264. Or anywhere near Houston?

  265. I mean, no offense Bob, but the stank of Houston bullshit is coming off you pretty strong.

  266. Ok, nice to meet you Hostages.

    I have to go back to training for the 2012 Olympics in ping pong.

    I get one hour on internet access. I’m only rated 113 in the world.

    I have to get to 25 before I can go sleep with out my nightly paddleing.

  267. Oh, I would love to get personally tailored clothes like that.

    I knew a lady who had her feet measured (shush) in Bangkok and then would send photos of shoes she wanted made and they would send her perfectly fitting shoes.

    Dad got two suits made in Singapore and still wears them 20 years later.

  268. Nice to meet you, Bob. Good look with the ping pong.

  269. Do you live in Houston?

    Michael, I would love to live in Houston.

    I hear it is a sweet land of milk and honey, where beautiful women — I don’t really know.

    If you would sponsor me to come to this great Texas, some day I could understand this loveliness that you speak of.

  270. If you would sponsor me to come to this great Texas, some day I could understand this loveliness that you speak of.

    Let me know if you get ranked higher than 50, and we can talk about that.

    Also, if you are some kind of Asian, you will have to wash my car.

  271. The T-shirt I’m wearing was made in Cambodia and the shorts were made in Bangladesh. Exotic!

  272. 50?

    I have eleven brothers and sisters.

    We have no ranking. Well, maybe my sisters do, but I don’t like talking about that.

    If you are from that land of the Great Ukrainian — I am Asian.

  273. You will notice, Bob, that I already know you are not Hispanic.

    Having played ping pong myself, I know that Hispanics cannot play ping pong. Hell, they can barely hit a pinata.

    So, if you are a ranked player, you must be some kind of Asian.

    Yes, this is called “profiling.”

  274. If I sponsor you, Bob, I get 50% of the net income from endorsement contracts I negotiate for you. You live in the Persimmon Room.

    And don’t be stinking up my kitchen with weird Asian food. You can eat cheeseburgers like a normal person.

  275. Michael, I have already burned the chicken bones that I was supposed to feed my children tonight, so I am very remiss in getting back to you about your thoughts on where I might be from.

    For seven generations, my people have known one thing.

    One.

    When I was eight years old — I was sent on a quest.

    I returned.

    Ok?

  276. And don’t be stinking up my kitchen with weird Asian food.

    Oh yeah, when the Asians would microwave their lunches the whole office would smell like eels and fish emulsion or something.

  277. OK Bob.

    And by the way, thank you for your service to our country.

  278. You can eat cheeseburgers like a normal person.

    Please do not share this loveliness with my wives or mother in laws.

  279. It’s mothers in law, as in what is propping up the low side of my doublewide for $500 Alex

  280. thank you for your service to our country.

    Course.

    G’night.

    Nice to see y’all again.

    Take care.

    Bye.

    ****sneaks away

  281. Fucker @&#@**@&*@#&

  282. gnight bob.

  283. Gee, Bruce, it almost sounds like you know something about this Bob character having a secret identity or something.

    /sarc

  284. Bob, about 60% of the people here have the ability to click on your IP address.

    🙂

  285. Hey, chumpo, long time no see.

  286. Gee, Bruce, it almost sounds like you know something about this Bob character having a secret identity or something.

    Yeah, he stanks like someone from Houston.

    Also, former officer in the Corps.

  287. no shit i fucking work at least 16 hours a day. my pimp says that after servicing my 1000 Marine I can transfer to Brnm and Baily Clown College and major in blowing bubbles. miss being unemployed

  288. 60% of the people here have the ability to click on your IP address.
    🙂

    Dynamic, supposedly.

    A range, a state.

    Proxy be thy name.

    Must not be that different — dammit,

    Though, I am much less impressed by your deductive/batboy skills now.

    I just figured that you loved me so much that you had to make sure that my ping pong — is the best ping pong.

  289. Smells more like someone from Chicago to me–Old Style and Vienna Beef. Trust me, most of my family is from there.

  290. CHUMPY!!!

    Hello from gryzgrzyigristajn.

  291. Hey guy. keep your head on a swivel.

    G-d Bless

  292. Hey Bat When are these people getting togeth again?

  293. Beats me, Chumpo. There’s talk about a meatup in Michigan next summer at Hotspur’s place. That could be cool. It’s a really nice area.

  294. Fine. I’m still game. Good times. I guess we’ll have to return to STL to see Jr as well.

  295. In my country, beware the fisherman who’s casting out his line, into a dried up riverbed, but don’t try to tell him because he won’t believe you.

    Throw some bread to the ducks instead — it’s easier that way…..

  296. Good decision, Sean. I disappeared that comment completely.

  297. Ok Thumbdips I’m Out. Later Bruce. Talk soon.

    Geronimo!!!…

  298. [I went ahead and deleted this comment seeing as how Bruce’s wife is out of town and he may not be using his best judgment –Sean M.]

    In my country, comments get deleted before Sean gets to mess with stuff.

    Best judgement is being able to cross the street and stay alive — mob boss takes Sean and teaches him the Jelly Roll.

  299. In my country, comments get deleted before Sean gets to mess with stuff.

    That’s probably the weakest Yakov Smirnov-esque joke ever written.

  300. I think Bob is exaggerating a little about the situation in Harris County.

  301. Hmm… gonna delete that, too.

  302. WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

  303. Harris County is a big place…none too far.

    I fall asleep and wake up in the Land of Paul.

    At least it’s not with the CONGRESSWOMAN!!!

  304. WHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

    One of the charming things about H2 is the fragility of the political system.

    It’s like an anarchy that works, usually. People mostly just trust each other.

  305. People mostly just trust each other.

    *kills Jason Todd*

    HahahahaHAHAHAHAHA!!!

  306. It’s like an anarchy that works

    I have heard of this Land of the Standers that are Bi.

    I must visit this place.

  307. How many toads must die before this poat becomes interesting?

  308. Good morning, Carin.

  309. No toads have to die. They simply must be licked.

    *refuses to lick toad*

    OH, SNAP!!!

  310. WAKEY WAKEY. MORNING CLINT

  311. You know who’s been scare lately? Herr Morgenholtz. I blame having a damn job.

  312. Gimme a couple of minutes, and a new poat will be up.

  313. Good Morning!

    It’s a beautiful day.

    Time to get ready for vierktk.pth.

  314. New poat is up!

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