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The Dog Days Of Summer
Don't hate me because I have big boobs.
Hate me because your dog is queer for me. |
But I don't have a dog.
My cats adore big boobs. |
I must be your cat.
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My cat wears a hat.
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I want a hat like that, he can keep the glasses.
But I got hats, lots of hats. |
Baby got hat?
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bring on the b(o)(o)bies...
i don't hate you, ring... |
Good one, ring!
Look at what you've done. I love you. You're beyond the pale, and so is your gay dog. |
My little Frou-Frou pup has teeth bigger than mine,
and he looks hungry. I will serve us up Tartare for breakfast, after I turn off the boob-tube. |
ring, do you have a powered boob tube? In the early 60's Milton Bradley made this "self powered" one
http://www.samstoybox.com/toypics/BoobTube.jpg |
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ahhh, the memories...reminds me of how much I loved Winky Dink when I was little. This game came out in the mid 1950's and I still remember spending time in front of our first TV with the Winky Dink screen layed over the boob tube
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...s7/winky01.jpg or I'm sure I would have turned out with less hangups if only my parents would have got me my own boobs ahhh, the mammaries... |
Surely ring has a boob tube
http://dannydaily.typepad.com/danny_...orytubetop.jpg She's just got more boob for the tube. |
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i knew 'ol phil would bring Rodney
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talk about summer, the season for great tomatoes here in the N.E., this is my little heart-warming story about saving a tomato:
A couple months ago I was working in my driveway and looking up, I notice something larger than usual growing in the roof gutter that runs along the side of my house. As I look at it more closely, I realize it's a developing tomato plant! How the hell it got there is anybody's guess...either my kids tossed it there during a tomato fight last year, or a bird pooped a seed there, or a squirrel dropped it there so I wouldn't be able to eat it as a side dish to braised squirrel with wild mushrooms and onions. So I got out my ladder and scooped it out of the gutter with it's well developed root ball spreading out in the couple inches of leaf mulch in that gutter, and then planted it in my yard. I had just demolished the jungle jim in my yard so I had an especially sandy spot there, and figuring that sandy soil seems to make great Jersey tomatoes, I planted this little guy in that spot. Well this past week I finally tasted a couple of the fully ripe fruits of this agricultural adventure and I have to say, they were some of the sweetest, best tasting tomatoes I've had in a long time. I don't have a dog right now though we plan to get one soon, but we lived happily ever after. |
it's hardly gone
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i found some magic beans once...
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uh : woof
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I found some magic mushrooms once. Least I think I did. Can't really remember now, it was a really weird day.
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Tul, you're just a crazy chacmool.
I am still following in the path of Don Juan Matus...a traditional Mesoamerican shamanism as espoused by the Peruvian-American dog named Carlos Castaneda. |
I weigh ten pounds less than I did three weeks ago.
I have 60 more pounds to lose, and once again I will have the perfect little "mosquito bites" I had before. I so look forward to not having to wear a bra. The day I flunk the pencil test I will celebrate. Right now it's more like the pool cue test. I think I'll put a bumper sticker on my truck that says, "small boobs or bust!" |
how about "small bust or boobs?"
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Funny.
I used to joke about pencils... |
"generous bottom girls make the rockin' world....umm...rounder!"
P.S. (my dog's farts don't smell.) |
"fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go 'round..."
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"get on your bikes and ride!"
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i had a bike once.........some bastard stole it.
bastard.......... |
Fly, to give you some encouragement, here's a nice summer days story about "we had a nice bike but some bastard stole it but then we found it and got it back and lived happily ever after"
A couple years ago, late that summer, one of my sons had his cool BMX bike stolen from in front of the local pizza shop. We were sad that somebody would do that...and pissed, so we drove around looking for a clue but never found it. About at the beginning of the next summer, one of my son's friends sees a kid riding a bike and says "hey Tyler, is that your old bike?" and they think it is. So as the kid on the bike is riding away, the buddy who is the fastest runner goes to follow him while my son and a couple other buddies go to the police station to report this; about half hour later the fast buddy and the kid on the bike, and the bike, show up at the police station; the fast guy told the kid that the police will be getting him if he doesn't come to the station with the bike, so the bike kid seems to not know the bike was stolen and to clear things up he brings the bike to the station. He says he paid one of his friends $40 for the bike and didn't know where it came from. My kids call me and tell me to hurry down to the station, etc. So I run down there and see the bike and tell the officer that it does look like our bike....but to be sure, here's the purchase receipt which lists the serial numbers that are stamped into the bike under the crank housing. So we turn the bike over and check the numbers and they match. So the bike kid has to call his mom since the officer is not allowed to "make a deal" with a minor, but the mom gets pissed and says she's not coming. So the officer says that he has no option but to give the bike back to the rightful owners...US! We were very surprised and happy to get the bike back and my kid is still using that bike. |
i"ve been spending some quality time with ring"s puppy - forget what I said about him.
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Yeah...he kinda grows on ya..almost barnacle like.
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Yeah, he's fixated.
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....and he still plays his "air guitar" doesn't he?
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Yes, and I'm still taking his tail for my hat.
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I'll make sure that he bequeaths it to you,
at the tail end of his last will and testament. |
it's almost falling...
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it's Rocky's 1st birthday!
Rocky at 3 mos. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3222/...0febae39d4.jpg Rocky and the fabulous Mrs. Pilot last month on the river. http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3049/...2d065c908b.jpg |
So she sez "I like to live on the edge", so I sez "I like getting licked around the edge" - then we BOTH smoked in bed.
Then I sez "Sorry I fell asleep on ya" & she sez "ya didn't - you were over there" - We giggled and did it some more. |
"...on the bedpost overnight..."
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well, it gets a little warm in here!
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Open a window,
and let it blow, let it blow, let it blow. I like a really hot bath though. |
These premises are protected by a percussive security system: Enter at your own risk.
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I only allow myself one cuss per...5 minutes.
(on average) |
Cuss again, quickly!
You're behind schedule, and the dog is getting nervous. |
The dog is quivering in anticipation of receiving another treat,
He poops too much, little dogs doo that, dammit. |
Oh, right! Punny...or something.
Is it still a liitle warm in here? |
and rising....
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do you guys know that we have a chat function?
and, within that function, there is a "private chat" function? |
You mean they're not really talking to me?
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Wow...my face looks sad and the word crestfallen comes to mind.
I guess there is no room for the dissed functionals. After I am done weeping, I think I will see how many hot dogs I can eat in half an hour. Soon the next equinox will fall, and I must replenish my supply of band-aids. Woah. |
A few days of summer left.
The dog likes to chase the first leaves that are falling already. He brings them back and drops them at my feet. Prince looks up at me,waiting for praise. I say, "Oh Prince, look at what YOU got, very nice, good dog." My boobs are a little bit smaller today. |
9-22-2008 at 15:44
Bye for now, summer. See ya 'round again. |
bring back the boobies...
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(Hi, Prince!
You do it better.) Hey, jewels, read my signature. Realize we need you. |
Hey, I have Pecs!
not boobs, sayeth the over-built body builder. One of my boobs is smaller than the other. Many years ago my ex named the larger one Faith and the smaller one Hope...(like it would hope to catch up and be as big as her sister Faith.) |
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She will never fall flat on her face.
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Autumn
by Edgar Winter Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer Autumn, my love's gone with another I can't demand anything of myself now So I guess I'll stay here in New England, for Autumn Buildings look tall and gray Birds flying, haven't much to say They all know that it's coming again So I guess they'll stay here in New England, for Autumn, Autumn Have you ever loved something... that you thought you knew? Have you ever lost someone... who was close to you? Well I lost my lover... and my summer too... To Autumn, the wind blows colder than summer Autumn, my love's gone with another I can't demand anything of myself now So I guess I'll stay here in New England, For Autumn, Autumn... |
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The dog days prepare us for the cold nights to come...
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Curled up nose to tail, Keeping my master's feet warm.
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I like the smell!
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^^^ lucky bastard ^^^
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Hey, darlin',
if dogs can post here, here I am. |
'Down sport,'
you good good good bad dog. Sir Phil, I have always had a fondness for that song, it reminds me of my fantasy of livin' in a small motor-home with my canine companions, one of them being my human boyfriend of course. How time flies, the last live concert I went to was Taj Mahal, at a small tent like theatre in Bayfield,Wi 1993 I think. Too bad the first thing to go when I lose weight, are the boobs, From what I have understood so far, Some people really really like big boobs. I am looking forward to having my former little over-easy eggs again. Bye for now.... |
i'm about to fall over - it's zeptember, pushing rocktober...
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I love the sound the leaves make,
as the wind skitters them across the blacktop. |
I'm glad I won't have to mow the lawn again until next Spring.
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uh...yeah.
The first snows are gloriously beautiful, and I get these magical romantic thoughts, about that ice castle in "Doctor Zhivago." Living here in Wisconsin, the Winter cold does last too long, but I planted tulips this fall, and when I see them start to poke their little spears up in the spring, magic happens again. |
Quote:
Nothing to hate there. |
down, boy...good dog...
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My dog Prince,
plays his own version of 'Air Guitar' At first I thought he was having a seizure, but then I realized, he got a thang for my boyfriend. (My boobs are fine today, there is a spot on the underside of the left one, that is itching though.) |
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It's no wonder they are called "mans best friend."
That picture has my eyes welling up a bit, I love that feeling. thanks otto. I'm going to go home now and tell Prince, that Ourcrazymodern?, will be here in a few hours, he will be very happy to see his friend again. |
My wonderful dog
possesses his ebony as if it's sunshine. |
Beautifully written my love...superb.
65 degrees Farenheit on Halloween in Wisconsin. Dog park here we come! Prince and Libby will be so happy to ROMP. |
Yo Judy, don't tell me my dog is queer for you too.
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The Dog Days of Summer are quickly leading toward the Dog Days of Winter...hot or cold, I love them.
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...c/cezar1ss.jpg |
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The last time I had
a dog something like that one I really felt it. |
Redheads do smolder;
their freckles are fire spots. Let's connect their dots. |
Apropos only of Redheads in general, the sentiment notwithstanding.
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Fuck - that was hot, Top.
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Anna Matronic. My dog is queer for her too.
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My dog talks to himself:
I talk back to Ourcrazymodern?, when he talks in his sleep. |
...She tells me I talk back.
"Houston?" |
Whitney?
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We have a problem. :D
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http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...-of-summer.jpg
Keeping you all abreast regarding the boob update: They are bigger than they ever have been. Ponderous as Marley's chains- sans all the clanking, rattling sound effects. |
someone need re-sizing?
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Or another visit to obedience training?
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