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.

What the ever living f*%^ is wrong with you people?

Pick One –

Make it yours –

You know you want to…

Acute Stress Disorder

Agoraphobia

Amnesia, Dissociative

Anorexia Nervosa

Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD)

Bipolar Disorder

Body Dysmorphic Disorder

Brief Psychotic Disorder

Bulimia Nervosa

Conversion Disorder

Cyclothymic Disorder

Delusional Disorder

Depersonalization Disorder

Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID)

Dyspareunia

Dysthymic Disorder

Erectile Disorder, Male

Exhibitionism

Fetishism

Frotteurism

Fugue, Dissociative

Gambling, Pathological

Gender Identity Disorder

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Hypoactive Sexual Desire Disorder

Hypochondriasis

Impotence

Intermittent Explosive Disorder

Kleptomania

Masochism, Sexual

Major Depressive Disorder

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Orgasmic Disorder, Female

Orgasmic Disorder, Male

Pain Disorder

Panic Disorder

Pedophilia

Phobias

Posttraumatic Stress Disorder

Premature Ejaculation

Pyromania

Sadism, Sexual

Schizophrenia

Schizoaffective Disorder

Schizophreniform

Sexual Arousal Disorder, Female

Sexual Aversion Disorder

Shared Psychotic Disorder

Somatization Disorder

Substance Abuse

Substance Dependence

Transvestic Fetishism

Trichotillomania

Vaginismus

Voyeurism

 

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.

BBF

Hello hair whippers and downloaders, welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

Your model for today was born in New York City September 8, 1988. She stands 5’8″ 36E-25-36 and 130 lbs. Please say hello to Miss Tessa Lane!

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.

Shane’s World

Ok, all the pervs who got that, raise your hands.

Whoa. You people are sick!

Shane obviously is an H2 lurker

Sleep-in Saturday

I’m getting old when 7 AM is sleeping in. Luxurious.
Let’s see what’s in the funneh folder for today.

Not our queen, either.

Mr. RFH playing D&D

And that oughta do it. Y’all have a good day.

HHD

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. Today’s up-and-at-’em song was one of Rocketboy’s favorites when he was 3 or 4. I had a John Denver CD of train songs, and one was a cover of this:

I still have all those songs memorized. Well, it was better than Barney songs.
Let’s see who’s in the hunky folder for today.
Nicely dressed above the fold.

Parabéns Laura

Big day today … lauraw is finally done with schooling! Woohoo! Let me be the first to say it: