HHD

Good morning, and welcome to the jet-lagged, wut-it’s-Wednesday-really? edition of Hunky Hump Day. Let’s get started.

Birthday boy Max Irons. Is “Condor” any good?

Weekend Meme

MMM 338: Single Father Edition

I have all my limbs and thus no excuses.

HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. I had to laugh at Taco Bell being named the #1 Mexican restaurant. There’s a joke about being able to navigate through Huntspatch solely by locations of Taco Bells. But I digress.
Usually the song of the day is easy and finding proper HHD fodder is hard. The reverse is true today for some reason. I finally settled on this excerpt rather than the whole song. 9/11 always makes me think of “The Rising” album. “Lonesome Day” got me through a lot of bad days; it’s a shame that The Boss is such a leftist shit now. Still, a classic tune.

Now for the hunks.

BBF

Hello obstacles and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

I couldn’t decide between these two songs.

 

 

 

 

Your model for today was born March 22, 1991 in Daytona Beach, Florida.  She stands 5’5″, 36F-24-38 and 114 lbs.  Please pull over and have a chat with Miss Haley Cummings.

 

MMM 330

July rolls on with intermittent heat and thunderstorms.  I just got locked out of my electricity website and now I have to call someone, so that’s exciting.

Teal?

BBF – Out On A Limb

Ahh-ite, line up, time to get the weekend kickin’. Pupster took a hike is away smokin’ dope and head bangin’ with his buddies on the left coast working hard. Handing the keys to an unstable person is probably a sign of stress. We may need to put up the H2 emergency signal for the West Coast Cabal to go bail help him out.

HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day.
Today’s song was inspired by yesterday’s poat mention of #ABQ.

Let’s see who’s in the hunkeh folder for today.

MMM 327

Had to clean up my cat’s pet ants this morning, so now I’m itchy and I feel them crawling all over me.

Volleyball?

MMM 326: heat wave

It was 95F here yesterday, so instead of yard work I cleared some of the rubble pile in the basement of the shop.  I can only do so much at once because it appears to be a lot of soil, and that’s quite heavy in my trash bin.  Would that it were only soil, because then I could just put it out in the yard somewhere, but there’s insulation, bits of metal, and even some broken glass in it.  I still have no idea how it got there.  Best I can figure is that it’s mostly potting soil from when this place was a gladiola farm; maybe they were starting seeds or storing pots and potting soil down there.

She’s got cable.