HHD 9-29-21

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. Let’s get started.
A little more country today.

Now for the hunks. Found a new site with HHD fodder.

BBF

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

Your model for today was born February 4th, 1999 in Boca Raton, Florida. She stands 5′ 7″ and measures 34 – 24 – 34 and 126 lbs. Please get tuned up for Miss Sarah Gibson.

MMM 461

Week 2 of school and I’m still on my own for getting her to school, so extra brief today.

Quadz.

Karma

I think I mentioned in the comment section a glorious conversation I had with my stoner, loser, father in law. Let me expand the conversation so you can laugh and cry along with me.

First, I was down in FL on very short notice to fix up my POS condo that was to be sold. The tenants had trashed the place so I needed to paint, make a few repairs, and get the carpet replaced. Since this is Florida, you can’t count on anyone other than your own cheesebag. Hired cheesebags will stiff you, leave you wondering, and steal the cabinets from the walls if left unattended.

So there I was, after driving 8 hours, busting my ass for two days to repair said shit hole, when my asshole father in law invites me for dinner. Great, I say. No problem. I’ll meet you at your mom’s house (not a euphemism) and we’ll go our for Messican.

Out of the shower and I’m ready to go. Plans have changed, we’re going out for Vietnamese but whatever. I’m hungry and looking forward to some fun with GNDs grandma (she’s 91 and sharp as a tack) and her uncle, who is basically a Hostage. They’re awesome people and serve as a shield to my AHFIL. When I look at dear sweet grandma and ask her if she wants to ride with me, she informs that she’s not going. She thought it would be nice if AHFIL and I could spend time together.

The world stopped. I had gone deaf. Nothing made sense. I blinked, tried to gather my shit and desperately tried to control the fear and shock spreading across my face.

My mind instantly went to the scene in The Empire Strikes Back where Luke, missing a hand, beaten to a pulp, and hanging over the edge of an impossibly long fall, finds out he’s the spawn of Darth Vader. If I were in that situation and Vader was my AHFIL and he informed me in his deep, mechanical voice that he is indeed taking me out for Vietnamese for dinner alone, I would have fucking jumped too. Sweet death take me now.

HHD That I found in drafts!

Welcome to another Olympics edition of Hunky Hump Day.
First, the song. This song seemed appropriate since I am driving more every day.

Now for the hunks. This week it’s the track and field team.
Proper attitude.

MMM 456

I hope you’re ready, because the week has already started and it’s not waiting.

Monochrome to start off.

HHD 8-4-21

Welcome to yet another Olympics edition of Hunky Hump Day. Can’t help it, they are hunks, and it beats searching the ghey sites.  Let’s see, we’ve done swimmers, track and field, archery, equestrian, and gymnasts.  Let’s do divers and some medal winners this week.
First, the song. I wonder if y’all remember this one.

Now for the hunks.
Gold medalist in skeet, Vincent Hancock.

HHD 7-28-21

Welcome to another Olympics edition of Hunky Hump Day. I am using Mini-me’s computer, so this week is going to be a little tamer than most.
First, the song. This is from Mini-me’s yootube favorites. I like it.

Now for the hunks. This week it’s catch as catch can.
Equestrian Will Coleman.

MMM 455

Is is really Monday again? Already?

She’s ready for Monday. At bit too much bronzer, though.

HHD 7-21-21

Welcome to another Olympics edition of Hunky Hump Day.
First, the song. This song seemed appropriate since I am driving more every day.

Now for the hunks. This week it’s the track and field team.
Proper attitude.