BBF

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

 

 

Your model for today was born January 1st, 1997 in Colombia, South America.  She stands 5′ 5” and measures 41DD-25-36 and 130 lbs. Please cheer up , turn on some lights, and welcome Miss Kendra Roll!

 

Meme-ria

Fun songs, no felines fornicating in the foyer!

Magnificent Moral Morale

Of course those words make no sense together. I began with the idea of showing some morale patches and then needed a title. After contemplating how close morale was to moral and wondering if there was any correlation between the two words I had a headache. So I poured more coffee. Then I realized I was one letter away from a MMM post of my own. And since we all love a good MMM I ran with it.

Big Boob Friday–Women’s Day Edition?

Hello fellow tempters of dairy freshness and welcome to another edition of Big Boob Friday. Huzzah! It’s been a glorious week on this here corner of the internet. It turns out that we do not like AOC and are split as to whether or not butter should remain between 33-35 degrees F at all times. Who would have thunk it?

A frightened Ms Bellringer gets a glimpse of MJs gentleman’s sausage

Don’t blame me, blame yourselves

Trolling facedouche for content …

J’ames and I often find ourselves arguing with complete idiots, and yesterday they brought forth (yet another ) article that Trump was going to step down this year.   My comment that I’ve heard it before lead to the most epic ass-showing by our resident lib. I suspect he may have forgotten to take some of his meds.

Who watched the Oscars?   Because otherwise you missed this very touching moment.

Lots of trans stuff in the news this week, with trans females SHOCKINGLY overpowering actual women in sports.  Who’d have thunk?  The Crossfit Open started a week ago, and they too have joined in on the madness. New rules means that only ONE male and female athlete advance from the Open. Wouldn’t it be a hoot if the woman was trans?   Meanwhile, Caitlyn …

I have no commentary to go with this picture:

 

Or this one:

 

How about a little music now? I wasn’t a huge fan of this band, until I saw them in concert.

 

I’m awaiting an album from these guys – and I’m seeing them in concert in July. Can. Not. Wait.

 

These guys JUST went into the studio. Beginning has questionable lyrics, but it’s a phenomenal song. This is Johnny before he got a few face tats.

 

Ok everyone. Go forth and make today productive. Or something.

 

 

Woodcut Thursday

We need a little … culture. It’s been lacking here since Mr Chumpo went into the Witness Protection Program. I like woodcuts so woodcuts.

MMM 325: holy crap it’s June

Summer is almost here!  To do this Summer:

1. Upgrade support beam on east-facing pole-barn door
2. Build stalls in pole barn
3. Add gutters to workshop and block shed
4. Add sump pump and dehumidifier to workshop basement
5. Build chicken coop

And if I get all that done, before it snows, I’ll call it a huge win.

Light and shadow.

MMM 300: Wait, 300? Shouldn’t we do something special?

No.  Mostly because I overslept and I have no fresh ideas.

Wait, I know.  This week, I’ll post nothing but pictures of women, not the usual trannies!

Word tattoos are dumb.  By extension, so is she.  Dumb girls are generally easy, so this should make me happy, but mostly makes me sad for her.

My Friends Are Better Than Your Friends

Wait, wut? So quick baby update and a big thank you to some very nice people for sending gifts to the house. Its been a truly wonderful experience to understand how many people are wishing the little guy well. I’m super pleased that he’ll have a whole group of crazy aunts, uncles, and inflatable sheep to make sure he doesn’t turn into a giant pain in the ass.

Blankie Engineered by NASA

Thursday New Poat

Good morning boys and girls and xbrads.

Here’s a fresh poat for everyone.

Scott and LauraW continue their vacation. Beasn continues the home improvement project from hell.

After five years out I’ve started to get recruitment letters asking me if I want to apply for a commission in the Army Reserve. They must be truly desperate for people.

Leon is busy denouncing the moral degredation of today’s youth.  Car in, meanwhile, has had enough of your shit.  Perhaps she shouldn’t have sent Ethan to Jimbro to get his surgery.  MJ’s busy trying to keep the spice in his marriage.

Wait… where the fuck is Xbrad?

Mare needs a little encouragement some mornings.

Shhhh… it’s going to be ok, Pupster.

Should we organize a 21-rep salute?

And now, some music:

This pretty much sums up how I feel most days. But then I realize that I have you assholes as my fake internet friends, and everything is going to be alright.

This one’s just plain fun. As is this one.

Go forth and take on the world. Remember, it’s Thursday night, so celebrate.