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Hello  brave puppers, and welcome aboard Big Boob Friday.

 

 

 

 

Your model for today is a Cosplayer from Ft. Worth, TX. Please sit back and welcome Miss Bunny Ayumi!

 

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Almost time to Whistle -POS Groundhog Style

Marmota monax – a pig by any other name is still your mom.

aka: woodchuck, whistle-pig, or land-beaver (heh)

How many names does she have, one might ask.

So, it’s almost time for the best non-holiday holiday of the year. We’ve been cooped up in our wintry nests long enough that it seems reasonable for us to rely on a rodent to scry  our future – whatevs; the little  beast prolly can’t be any worse at it than the local weather man/woman/person/Akava’ine/ Bakla/Bissu/ Calabai/Fa’afafine/ Fakaleiti/ Hijra/ Kathoey/ Khanith/ Koekchuch/ Māhū Maknyah/ Mukhannathun/ Muxe/ Sworn virgin/ Takatāpui/ Travesti/ Two-Spirit/ Winkte…. you get the point.

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Something is Fishy

So

I was surfing teh webs and came across an interesting little factoid about the Angler Fish

There’s an obvious mom joke lurking in there…

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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.

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Garden Variety POS Pooté

So – i was reading something or other recently and came across a reference to these things:

lithops

I’ve seen them in the past – weird little things; they fit right in with the random stuff that grows in this chat room.

I’m thinking we need to have a vote on the official flower of the H2 chat room. So here it goes – and remember the vote is binding – so don’t screw it up:

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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.

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POS Post – Code Name: Snake Juice

Ahrite you lazy bitches/bitchettes –

get up!

When you hear “Snake Juice” what comes (heh) to mind … ?

No – N0 – NOO!

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Dumha na nGiall

Say what? That’s Irish for Mound Of The Hostages. I know, right? Who ever thought of making a mound for us? Now, as far as mounds go it’s not all that impressive. Still, to think the ancient Celts were so prescient to name something after us all those years ago hits me right in the feels.

tara-ireland

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Directionless POS Pooat

So this obnoxious friend of mine runs a basketball camp for disadvantaged yoots in syracuse…. the town is just big enough to have a hood. Prolly 90+% of the homicides in that county are from the south side – Anyway he is an associate pastor at one of the big churches there and tries to keep the wanna be hoodlums from killing each-other through this bball program.

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