Coming to Get You

Awwww, yeah.

So excited to see Hostage and IB buddies. SOON.

The rest of this shitty post will consist of pleasant pictures. Because it’s gentle on the brain, and that is what we all need on Tuesday.

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That last pic came up randomly in the search for ‘plasant picture.’ I swear.

MMM 277: Again, already?

Yep, it’s already Monday.  I got absolutely nothing done over the weekend because I was on dad duty, and she’s really not at the point where I can rely on her to stay nearby while I do most yard work, nearly all of which is dangerous or excessively dirty anyhow.  It was also much too hot to do much outside, and she wasn’t napping well for me.  I think I watched 27 episodes of Dora.

Blonde in monochrome.

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A Weekend Dumpfest

 

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Hello beggars and buyers, welcome to Big Boob Friday.

 

 

Your model was born in Ft. Worth, Texas on July 10th, 1987.  She stands 5’3″, 34F-26-36 and 130lbs.  Please stop expecting new results  and welcome, Miss Rebecca Lane!

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Hostage Grocery Run

Over the years we’ve asked our willing friends to pick up a few things from the grocery or hardware store. These items have ranged from the mundane to the bizarre. Here are a few  ‘extra special items’

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MMM 276: Early Summer

Days are about 15 hours long now, so I can’t say I’ve wanted or needed to spend much time indoors lately.  I think about all those folk who live in cities and can’t just spend hours and hours out in the yard or the woods every day and think : heh, chumps.  I found wild strawberries growing in my landscaping the other day.  Entirely wild, planted by God. It was delightful.  Those poor bastards living in terrorism targets cities will never know such simple joys.

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Sunday Sorta Funnies

Birds, scary as fuck.

 

I meant next summer.

 

I thought MJ was Vegan?

 

That is why they put erasers on pencils.

 

And mentally exhausted.

 

Good advice.

 

A life, grabbed.

 

I’ll get a ladder.