I have @SierraTrevino to thank for this video discovery. It is especially appropriate because I've been reading the Dexter books. I'm on the most recent one, Dexter is Delicious. They have all been really entertaining, but the third one was ROUGH. It got rather supernatural, which I disapproved of. I'd rather Dexter be a mentally unstable killer with his own logic than a man possessed by a demon or some shit. It's okay though, the author gets back to super creepiness in the following book; and all is well in the world again. The Showtime program is excellent, and if you aren't squeamish, check it out. Julia Stiles had a run on the most recent season, and she really impressed me. Firstly, I was surprised she was still around. I haven't seen her in anything for years. I was concerned she would stink up the show, but she's good at crying and being an emotional cunt, so she excelled. Anyway, here is Dexter in 60 seconds:
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Textual Intercourse
Brady: ug
Brady: Olive is licking pussy adjacent
me: what, her asshole?
Brady: no
Brady: just
Brady: her flank
Brady: I dunno
me: lol
me: dogs tend to do that
me: a lot
Brady: now she's licking her foot
me: better than licking foot then sniz, that would be just plain unsanitary. like wiping back to front
Brady: yes but now every step she takes is leaving a little pussy behind
me: gives a new meaning to pussyfooting around
THANK YOU FOR BEING A FRIEND, SANJAY
It has come to my attention that little Chinese tranny boys are immensely entertaining:
Is That What I Think It Is?
No, I was not just on the receiving end of bukkake. This is what the DIY pore shit looks like as a full face mask. One tablespoon of gelatin, one tablespoon of milk: mix, microwave for 10 seconds or heat on LOW on the stove for a few seconds. Test it on the back of your hand or the underside of your wrist to make sure it isn't too hot for you. Let's not scald ourselves, ladies. Afterward, wash with warm water and follow up with a moisturizer. Oh, and don't mind the mustache: it's for MONSTER TRUCK REALNESS tonight.
DIY Beauty
| flavored milk allegedly solves the odor problem |
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Challenge Accepted
My friends and I are attending the Monster Truck Nationals this weekend. It started as a joke for Beyonce's birthday, but I guess we're going. If you are one of four or five people who actually read the shit I post here, then you know I accepted my own challenge to wear makeup to the event. Brady was giving me shit for wearing JUST A TOUCH of mascara to Amanda's birthday outing. He didn't even notice; it was she who spooked me. Anyway, I don't know what to wear. I don't have flannel or overalls, so I'll have to go in the other direction with skinny jeans and a tight top. And then it occurred to me: the pièce de résistance. . . a muthafuckin' mustache. Luckily, I happen to have enough facial hair right now to pull it off. It's going to be a look; and trust, I will get pictures.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Textual Intercourse
Brady: should I do something with my hair for Saturday like spike it? Are you doing anything? It might be too long to spike
me: you can't spike yours
me: too long
Brady: yeah they would be huge spikes like that guy on snizlias [how we refer to the tv program Alias]
me: i might throw some gel in mine
me: i like my haircut. she did a good job
me: plus she hardly spoke, which i loved
Brady: you can't wear makeup to a monster truck rally.... well I guess you can but it might not be the smartest move
me: i haven't worn anything in a long time
me: i only can when i'm clean shaven. and i've only done that like once in the past 2 months
Brady: I just meant coz you wore it to amanda's
me: challenge accepted
Brady: Do what you want I'm just saying if truckers start shit there will be a puff of smoke that vaguely resembles my outline where I was standing
me: i expect nothing less
Brady: unless you friend test me
Brady: but you'd have to be quick
me: there would be a brady-shaped hole in the assembly hall wall before i even turned to look at you
i wouldn't expect or ask you to fight for me
Brady: I'll leave that to beyonce
me: i never want to get in a real fight because i am fucking scrappy
me: i will go for the throat and groin
Brady: Or Amanda. Drunk amanda will throw down I think
me: and i wouldn't stop unless i were physically removed
me: yeah she would
Brady: ha
me: drunk amanda is a ride or die bitch
Brady: well we can liquor her up
me: lol
me: like gummi berry juice
me: you can't spike yours
me: too long
Brady: yeah they would be huge spikes like that guy on snizlias [how we refer to the tv program Alias]
me: i might throw some gel in mine
me: i like my haircut. she did a good job
me: plus she hardly spoke, which i loved
Brady: you can't wear makeup to a monster truck rally.... well I guess you can but it might not be the smartest move
me: i haven't worn anything in a long time
me: i only can when i'm clean shaven. and i've only done that like once in the past 2 months
Brady: I just meant coz you wore it to amanda's
me: challenge accepted
Brady: Do what you want I'm just saying if truckers start shit there will be a puff of smoke that vaguely resembles my outline where I was standing
me: i expect nothing less
Brady: unless you friend test me
Brady: but you'd have to be quick
me: there would be a brady-shaped hole in the assembly hall wall before i even turned to look at you
i wouldn't expect or ask you to fight for me
Brady: I'll leave that to beyonce
me: i never want to get in a real fight because i am fucking scrappy
me: i will go for the throat and groin
Brady: Or Amanda. Drunk amanda will throw down I think
me: and i wouldn't stop unless i were physically removed
me: yeah she would
Brady: ha
me: drunk amanda is a ride or die bitch
Brady: well we can liquor her up
me: lol
me: like gummi berry juice
Textual Intercourse
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| for some reason this came up in a search for "nude on couch" |
We got off early from work today due to the weather. My friend Blanche knew just what I would do. . .
Blanche: at least you're home at 2:30 on a Tuesday. Take off your panties and relax, gurl
me: i'm sitting naked on my couch!
me: i took my tuck out and errything
Blanche: of course you are dear
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Get Into It
I just discovered the lovely Jolin Tsai. She's beautiful; and she dresses and dances like a tranny. So duh, I love her. Real girl trannies are fun. I really appreciate her attempt at voguing, even though it's only slightly better than Madonna's abortion voguing back in the day. She's clearly not from the House of Dangerkat, but that's okay. Her music is fun, but it's the videos that really clinch it for me. Check it. I wonder how to say "work, bitch!" in Chinese.
Unfortunately I can't embed this one, and I don't know how to snatch videos, but this version of the Agent J video is fun.
Unfortunately I can't embed this one, and I don't know how to snatch videos, but this version of the Agent J video is fun.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
An Ass a Day
A dear friend of mine recently hired a maid. A houseboy. A Brit named Simon if you can believe it. I heard he was sexy, and I asked that my friend take a discrete picture for me. What I was not prepared for was nudity. I didn't realize it would be a nude maid. He was kind enough to allow me to share this with you, so please enjoy!
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