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).
Hello Deer Friends, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.
Your model is from Jolly Olde England, born January 14th, 1990, she stars with her prettier sister in some reality show or something over there. At 30H-24-32, 5’4″ and 119lbs, please welcome Miss Billie Faiers!
Hello students, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.
God I love that song.
Me: Big boat deluxe, big boat denied
Google Play: Big boat devolves, big boat deny
Lyrics A-Z: Big broken love, big broken knives
Revolve Lyrics: Big boat deloves, big boat denies
Your model was born in Brisbane, Queensland, Australia on February 5th, 1991, and currently resides in Los Angeles, California. She stands 5′8″, 110lbs and 34C-24-34 on the nevergonnahappen scale. Please stop ignoring the pussy and welcome, Miss Ellie Gonsalves!
Dear fuquar’s de hose,
It’s that time of year again…Halloween(er)!!!!!!
As you know, we’ve spent the past 18 years showing each other our pumpkins, and this year is not the time to quit. We are simply 2 legitimate to do so. 2 legit to quit.
This Saturday, at 12pm EST I will begin a thread so scary, so frightening, so goddamn shart inducing that you’ll, er, shart.
Side note: I would like a thesaurus for Christmas. Just sayin’.
See you this Saturday,
MJ
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So, yeah. Not so great of a week. I’d like to thank Wiserbud for yesterdays poat, and to encourage all the returning commenters to put H2 back on your daily reading list and comment a little more often. Except for Doc. Fuck that guy.
Nestled between Erica Campbell’s boobs and your mom jokes, Sean M. had a comment that struck me as worthy of highlighting and quoting, I hope he doesn’t mind:
Tush,
There is a line in a book that has helped to save my life which gives me comfort in times like these, where I can’t see the sense of a thing. It says, “…out of every season of grief or suffering, when the hand of God seemed heavy or even unjust, new lessons for living were learned, new resources of courage were uncovered, and that finally, inescapably, the conviction came that God does ‘move in a mysterious way His wonders to perform.’”
What that tells me is that everything happens for a reason, and though we may not be able to see that reason right now, maybe we’re supposed to learn something eventually. Or maybe we’re not supposed to have someone or something in our lives anymore because something needs to happen.
I know that this has given me the firm determination to be kinder to the people in my life and to tell them that I am always there for them. I know that this has led me to talk to people who are hurting or struggling, to tell them that it’s okay to reach out so that they don’t have to suffer alone. Maybe these are things that we all needed a reminder to do, or to do more often. I don’t know. But I do know that I want to take this horrible, awful, shitty fucking tragedy and try to see that something, however small, but something good comes out of it.
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Thank you, Sean, for sharing. I encourage everybody reading this to please take care of yourselves and know that:
THE HOSTAGES ARE HERE FOR YOU.
There are invisible hands reaching out to you. I’m begging you, with tears in my eyes, don’t be a dick. Use the power of this fully operational invisible friend machine. I’ve seen Hostages race to the rescue with generosity that is astounding. It may take some humility on your part. I get that. But if we don’t know, we can’t help.
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