BBF

Hello Trash Pandas, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

Your model today was born June 16th, 1988 in San Juan Capistrano, California. 34DD-26-36, 5 ft 4 in and 115 lb.  Please mind your business and say hello to Miss Mai Ly  (AKA Mai Mao, Penny, Erin Virgin, Mia Crush, Cute Cindy, Tiny Mia, Enya, Mia Melons, Majbrit).

Donde estan mis pantalones?

HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day.
I still haven’t seen the GotG2 movie yet. It’s been that kind of year.

Let’s see who is in the hunky fodder folder for the day.
Birthday boy Alessandro Nivola

Donald Tecumseh Sherman

I think its pretty easy to equate Trump with Andrew Jackson, and he’s done quite a bit to feed those comparisons. But he strikes me more as William Tecumseh Sherman than Jackson in the way he fights.

I have yet to see any politician with the will to defy the powers that claim to be.

 

Sherman’s quotes, Vol IX second edition subtitled, ‘Sound Like Anyone We Know, Bitch Faces?’

“If I had my choice I would kill every reporter in the world, but I am sure we would be getting reports from Hell before breakfast.”

“I hate newspapermen. They come into camp and pick up their camp rumors and print them as facts. I regard them as spies, which, in truth, they are.”

“I think I understand what military fame is; to be killed on the field of battle and have your name misspelled in the newspapers.”

“You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will.”

“I make up my opinions from facts and reasoning, and not to suit any body but myself. If people don’t like my opinions, it makes little difference as I don’t solicit their opinions or votes.”

MMM 279: Staycation

I’m taking a week off to get my head clear and get a bunch of things done around the house.  So far I’ve trimmed a bunch of trees in one area, replaced a toilet, flamed some weeds, picked some weeds, and mowed.  Today I’m going to weed the garden thoroughly, stake and trellis the tomatoes, straw mulch the potatoes, and build another raised bed for turnips.  I might also make some time for a real workout.

Calf veins.

Weekend funneh

Let’s see what’s in the funneh folder for today.

BBF

Hello astronauts, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Your model was born June 23rd, 1996 in Jihlava, Czech Republic.  She stands 5’6″, 34DD-23-34 and 110lbs.  Please step-up and welcome, Miss Marketa Pechova!  (AKA Cikita Pechová, Cikita, Chikita, Chiquita, Marketa P., Magdalene, Cecilia, Cheyenne, Tchikita, Janine, Karina Myerson, Destiny Scott).

Thursday New Poat

Good morning boys and girls and xbrads.

Here’s a fresh poat for everyone.

Scott and LauraW continue their vacation. Beasn continues the home improvement project from hell.

After five years out I’ve started to get recruitment letters asking me if I want to apply for a commission in the Army Reserve. They must be truly desperate for people.

Leon is busy denouncing the moral degredation of today’s youth.  Car in, meanwhile, has had enough of your shit.  Perhaps she shouldn’t have sent Ethan to Jimbro to get his surgery.  MJ’s busy trying to keep the spice in his marriage.

Wait… where the fuck is Xbrad?

Mare needs a little encouragement some mornings.

Shhhh… it’s going to be ok, Pupster.

Should we organize a 21-rep salute?

And now, some music:

This pretty much sums up how I feel most days. But then I realize that I have you assholes as my fake internet friends, and everything is going to be alright.

This one’s just plain fun. As is this one.

Go forth and take on the world. Remember, it’s Thursday night, so celebrate.

HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. I decided today’s song should be another off the 8-track tapes of my youth.

Now let’s see some hunks. I watched tennis the other day because there was nothing else on and, holy cow, John McEnroe was playing. I thought he’d long retired. He was winning titles when I was in junior high. Anyhoo, he lost to Mark Philippoussis.

Tuesday on Tittyweb Jenkins

WAKEY WAKEY.

 

Sorry that my promised, and highly anticipated poat is more of an afternoon delight, but I had shit to do.

 

Mostly, I had to purchase QOTSA Cats fucking in a closet tickets.    And I got AWESOME seats.   Aren’t you all excited?

 

Whatever bitches.