“Taco Tuesday 2: This Time She Doesn’t Have Applause Because the ProBiotics Seem to Have Worked” : Dating the POS Way (An Advice Column for a Friend with a Title Shamelessly Stolen {& slightly altered} From teh Same Friend)

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So the big day haz finally arrived.

Mood Music

MMM – Car-in’s version because Possum is sick

First a bit of motivational music- this is a real toe tapper.

 

 

Let’s see who I have in my binders of women.

The woman on the left is doing a chest to bar, which … bad-ass.

 

This looks pretty hard-core too, but I don’t want to try it.

The dreaded wall balls. I hates them.

Kettlebells are good.

The way I feel after most workouts.

See? Kettlebells are hard. This is kettlebell girl.

 

Are you motivated? I am.

 

/side note – I’m happy to see that “beer tree farm” has made it to our categories. Well played.

 

Closing song:

 

Update: I can’t believe I didn’t include this!

 

 

Lies, Damnable Lies – POS Calumny

Imagine my surprise when aspersions were flung at me recently!!!

Mental Problems – POS Ponderings

Sometimes I’d like to start out a conversation with Fuck You!! I’ve been told that that’s rude and I need to moderate my tone. That’s like only having one drink when you’re out with the boyz trying to get crunk.

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!

POS Poat – Reconquista bitches!!!!

I’ve got a friend (of sorts) who purports to be a Messican and is always whining about racism, the plight of the boarder jumpers and welfare scammers blah, blah, blah –

I’ve tried to learn him a few things, economics, race designation, etc – no bueno. So now I just work on irritating him as much as I can. I start and end conversations with him by calling him my southern caucasian brother.

October Birfday Wishes – POS Poot Edition

So it seems the H2 pumpkin patch was busy in October the last hundred or so years.

I forgot to say HBD to the September Hostages so consider yourselves Wished.

Now onward to the October Surprises –

BBF

Hello movers and shakers, welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

Your model for today was born May 7th, 1987 in Lyon, France. 37E-25-35, 5’4″ and 114lbs, please get down in front and say bonjour to Miss Anissa Kate!

BBF

Hello  hungry friends, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Your model was born June 1st, 1987 in Prague, Czech Republic.  5’8″, 40F-28-36 and 136 lbs, please say hello to Miss Shione Cooper!

 

Tour de Pants

The Tour of France by bicycle lasts most of the month of July. This year I think I read 2 articles about it. One was how the 2 guys who cover the race on TV are brilliant and the other one a couple of days ago discussing how the rider from the winning team is part of a system that has made the race boring by their success. Despite reading both of these articles (skimming is more like it) I cannot tell you who actually won the race.

Crashes in bike races, especially road bikes, is part of the fun of watching. Sort of like NASCAR. Fast cars driving around an oval shaped track for hours on end. When they show the highlights, what do they show other than the winner drinking milk and the crashes? That’s right.

The Tour de France is one of those elitist sports that people who don’t watch the debased American sports like football and soccer claim to watch. Sort of like being a vegan…you’ll know if someone follows the tour within 5 minutes of meeting them. World cup soccer, international tennis, cricket, the list goes on and on. All of these things are fine, including being a vegan if you want to do that (dog whistle to Leon), I just don’t want to hear about how they’re superior to traditional American sports!