BBF

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

Your model for today was born in Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation on September 11th, 1989.  She stands 5′ 8″ and measures 38D–28–38 and 135 lbs.  Please pop a cork and pour one out for Miss Anna Polina!

 

Two Days ‘Till Tool Thursday

Well, Jimbro apparently is busy and he asked me yesterday if I could fill in today, and he SPECIFICALLY asked me to do a Tool post (I swear), and I figured … “What the heck? What do I have going on?”   Then Pat ended up in the hospital.  But I put my priorities in order, pulled up my big-cis-girl gender-conforming panties, and got to business.

What *is* Tool? I mean, besides an alt- prog-art-post metal band?  This, according to Maynard:

“Tool is exactly what it sounds like: It’s a big dick. It’s a wrench. … we are … your tool; use us as a catalyst in your process of finding out whatever it is you need to find out, or whatever it is you’re trying to achieve.”

Although not their first album, their popularity started with this song:

Monday Filler Poat

The old poat was starting to smell stale from a hard weekend, so here’s a fresh one.

MMM 383

Not really feeling it today.  I realized that looking for these pictures is starting to feel like a real chore.  Not sure if I’m bored, distressed at all the e-thots, or just tired of doing these after 383 posts.  I need to think up some new content for Mondays.

In the meanwhile, it looks warm there.

MMM 381: Summer’s End

I knew  girl named Summer in high school.  She had a nice end.  I’ve got some work to do before the snow falls, so the break in the heat is welcome, but winter always brings difficulties.  Yes I know summer doesn’t really end for another 3 weeks or so with the Autumnal Equinox.  I don’t celebrate commie holidays, so I needed another theme.  I choose to celebrate Labor Day most years by working as hard as I can at something for which I won’t be paid, as a remembrance of what communism really is.

The toe of a dromedary.

MMM 380

First day of preschool.  Pray for Oso.

If she wrecks, that’s a whole lotta road rash.

MMM 376

Day 4 of 7 as solo dad.  I might make it, we’ll see.

She seems nice.

MMM 375: Lockjaw

Weekend was absolutely awful for yard work.  It was either too hot to be outdoors, or a torrential downpour of rain.  Saturday afternoon I stepped on a roofing staple that pierced my heel.

Did you know Walgreen’s does tetanus/diptheria/pertussis shots?

Beach jeans.

MMM 374

With the death (sorta) of tumblr, these got harder to accumulate, but I managed with a few groups on Reddit.  With them having pseudo-banned The_Donald, I’m not sure I want to give them even a few clicks a month, plus a lot of those images are simply porn and I have to do a lot of sifting to find the non-nude, non-salacious images.  I might have to go back to mushrooms or figure something else out.

Pretty smile.

MMM 373: A full ton of grass clippings

So if you ever let parts of your lawn “go” in the hopes of making hay out of it, you’ll get some surprises.  You may find that some of it is actually rye and timothy, which will grow tall and straight and will become hay readily, but you’ll likely also find that quite a bit of it… doesn’t.  You’ll see some grass that has thin, whispy blades that fall down, twist into cowlicks, and generally get matted like a long-haired cat with bad grooming habits.  If you subsequently try to mow that, you’ll learn that there’s a limited amount of torque your mower is actually capable of exerting, and you’ll get to do a few restarts, assuming you can even clear the deck and let the blade spin again.

Meg squats is her yoo boob channel.