Happy Awesome New Year!

I was going to celebrate BHM, but I was informed that would be cultural appropriation. So you get new years again.

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BBF 2020 Championship Round 2

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday Championship 2020 Final Round 2.

 

 

Here we have three of nine finalists competing for fabulous prizes, honors, and bragging rights.

Header text with contestant names are links to their original BBF posts with additional pictures.

 

 

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Knowing Meme, Knowing You

 

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BBF

Hello, and welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

 

Your model for today was born on January 2nd, 2001 in California, USA.  She stands 5′ 9″ and measures 362536 and 135 lbs.  Please get comfy and introduce yourself to Miss Natalie Hadek.

 

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Your model for today was born in Berne, New York on September 18th, 1992.  She stands 5′ 5″ and measures 342631 and 117 lbs.  Please get comfy and get to know Mrs. Chelsie Aryn-Miller.

 

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Started By One Little Meme

Everything starts small:

H2: That’s what she said…

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Summer’s Swan Song

Here it is, the unofficial end of summer. If your kids aren’t already back to school they’ll be there soon. Visions of paste and sharpened #2 pencils fill our heads. It already  feels a little like fall here. Nights are cooler and the humidity is long gone. When I went to the grocery store I saw the mums and Halloween candy out. Even the national burnt coffee chain has rolled out the PSL before Labor Day. We’ll probably have another heat wave or two before fall begins in earnest. I wish someone would let the ticks and mosquitoes know it’s time to go away.

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Hotspur Meets His Match

In the sad wake of Notre Dame burning yesterday, I mentioned getting engaged there. Oso said she enjoyed hearing it, but that was only a tiny part of the story.

Here I will tell a complete version of my history. I will start at the beginning.

In January of 2000, a close friend of mine, Rick, invited me to an “Ignore The Super Bowl Party.” The idea was to keep the sound off during the game so everyone could chat, then turn it on during the commercials, so everyone could laugh. That was back in the days of the Dotcom bubble, and the commercials were hilarious.

During the week before the game, if Rick asked me once, he asked me five times if I was coming on Sunday. I told him yes each time. But when Sunday came I really didn’t want to go, but I thought, “Fuck, I told him five times I was coming. I’ll just go and stay for a drink and say I have to get up early in the morning, then leave early.”

So I went.

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