February 2, 2019
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HHD
Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day.
I heard that Ray Sawyer of Dr. Hook had passed away New Year’s Eve. While they are best known for “Cover of the Rolling Stone”, I knew Dr. Hook for this one:
mainly because my sister won a T-shirt from the local radio station that said, “I got stoned and I missed it…but I heard it on WBBQ Augusta.” Mom wouldn’t let her wear it.
Time for the hunks.
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HHD
Good morning, and welcome to the what-the-heck-another-reboot edition of Hunky Hump Day.
Cover of a cover
Let’s see who is in the folder for today.
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What the ever living f*%^ is wrong with you people?
Make it yours –
You know you want to…
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD)
Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)
Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder
Intermittent Explosive Disorder
Sexual Arousal Disorder, Female
In Which Sean Holds Himself Up to Ridicule
You know, I used to absolutely hate poetry. Hated reading it, hated writing it, just generally hated everything about it. I was a prose guy, and I thought there was something silly and frivolous about scribbling thoughts into stanzas and trying to get them to scan and rhyme and all that crap.
Then, something changed. Maybe it was getting sober, though I have no idea why that would have any bearing on this. But over the past few years, I’ve found that there are certain instances where I can best put my thoughts in order by taking up quill and scroll and just churning out some of the old doggerel.
Before we go any further, let’s just get this out of the way here and now:
Okay, now that we’ve dispensed with that (yeah), allow me if you will to emote all over you below:
Happy Hostage Thanksgiving
Here it is, the big day. Food, family, fellowship, football, flatulence, fellatio if you’re lucky (hopefully not with your cousin you sicko). Tell your mom that I said “Hello”. We made our turkey this past Sunday since we’re traveling today for dinner at the in-laws. The leftovers have been mostly eaten and the excess frozen to avoid getting the turkey trots.
Carin ought to wear these under her skort for the next turkey trot
That picture with the Pilgrims and turkey runners reminds me of my youth when we would dress up as Pilgrims and Indians and sit around the table eying each other nervously. One year Uncle Bubba blasted a neighbor with his musket when he showed up unexpectedly dressed as a hostile tribe member.
New day new poat
Trebuchet team hit the road an hour ago. I was going to binge-watch “Last Man Standing” but “leaving Sept. 30” was 12:01 AM, not 11:59 PM. Bummer. So let’s see what’s in the funneh folder for today.
For Mare and me.
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Shane’s World
Ok, all the pervs who got that, raise your hands.
Whoa. You people are sick!
Shane obviously is an H2 lurker
What change looks like
The Official Sports Team of The Hostages
Honorary Hostage David Thorne – Epic E-mail Exchange
Get TITS2 & The H2 Stuff
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April 11, 2019
“Screw all those whores! I’m never going to be embarrassed about loving The US of A and wanting my President and government to put my Country’s interests first.
You don’t like America? Get the eff out.”