My eyes, oh my eyes,

SeaCat

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My eyes are killing me. There is an image burned into them that is disturbing.

My wife and I got home from work and after changing went out to the shed to get a couple of things done. I had to grab the power cable for the bike and my wife wanted to start a load of laundry. I was rooting around in the shed for the power cable when my wife called my name. When I glanced over at her she just nodded her head in the direction of my neighbors place.

Taking the hint from her I peeked around the corner and immediatly saw what she ahd seen. I wished I hadn't for here was my neighbor standing in front of her door in all her glory. (No she wasn't inside her place, she was standing on the steps talking with someone on the phone.)

I'm sorry, I admire the human body but this was way too much for my poor tired eyes that late at night.

Cat
 
My lovely young neighbor would make a horny sailer run for his ship.

Her failings, taken one at a time would not be failings, just personality.

She is about five feet tall. (I like short.)

She tips the scales at over 500 pounds. (I don't mind heavy but she takes it to the extreme, and none of it is solid. When she twitches it is a seismic event.)

She has facial hair, which is not a big deal and yet she does have to shave on a near daily basis. (She often forgets.)

Her voice is higher pitched. Unfortunately this high pitch is not melodious. It sounds more like a bandsaw hitting metal.

Her vocabulary is highly limited, unfortunately much of this consists of invective.

She reads voraciously, I have seen much of what she reads. (I have had to pick it up out of my yard.) Things like the Enquiror(sp), The Sun, etc. What is scary is that she seems to believe them.

She enjoys eating, as do I. Unfortunately she enjoys eating things high in sugar and Carbs. (MAssive amounts of each.)

Unfortunately she also seems to think/feel that others must follow her views and feelings. She feels that she is owed.

Cat
 
My lovely young neighbor would make a horny sailer run for his ship.

Her failings, taken one at a time would not be failings, just personality.

She is about five feet tall. (I like short.)

She tips the scales at over 500 pounds. (I don't mind heavy but she takes it to the extreme, and none of it is solid. When she twitches it is a seismic event.)

She has facial hair, which is not a big deal and yet she does have to shave on a near daily basis. (She often forgets.)

Her voice is higher pitched. Unfortunately this high pitch is not melodious. It sounds more like a bandsaw hitting metal.

Her vocabulary is highly limited, unfortunately much of this consists of invective.

She reads voraciously, I have seen much of what she reads. (I have had to pick it up out of my yard.) Things like the Enquiror(sp), The Sun, etc. What is scary is that she seems to believe them.

She enjoys eating, as do I. Unfortunately she enjoys eating things high in sugar and Carbs. (MAssive amounts of each.)

Unfortunately she also seems to think/feel that others must follow her views and feelings. She feels that she is owed.

Cat

Ok so yea...on ship we typically joke that the longer you're out to sea the more attractive women get...ummm yea...a sailor who's been out to sea for two years wouldn't touch that with a Marine
 
And yet not one of you guys posted a picture to ease his poor eyes. Tsk! Tsk!

LOL. More insight into guythink. :) "Dude, that sucks. How ugly was she was again?"

My lovely young neighbor would make a horny sailer run for his ship.

Her failings, taken one at a time would not be failings, just personality.

She is about five feet tall. (I like short.)

She tips the scales at over 500 pounds. (I don't mind heavy but she takes it to the extreme, and none of it is solid. When she twitches it is a seismic event.)

She has facial hair, which is not a big deal and yet she does have to shave on a near daily basis. (She often forgets.)

Her voice is higher pitched. Unfortunately this high pitch is not melodious. It sounds more like a bandsaw hitting metal.

Her vocabulary is highly limited, unfortunately much of this consists of invective.

She reads voraciously, I have seen much of what she reads. (I have had to pick it up out of my yard.) Things like the Enquiror(sp), The Sun, etc. What is scary is that she seems to believe them.

She enjoys eating, as do I. Unfortunately she enjoys eating things high in sugar and Carbs. (MAssive amounts of each.)

Unfortunately she also seems to think/feel that others must follow her views and feelings. She feels that she is owed.

Cat

That is so unattractive in a person.
 
http://i252.photobucket.com/albums/hh34/Molly_Wens/thLoveEyes.gif

Thanx, Bard, I just added her to my "Figure" file for future reference in the studio. Wow!

Here's a couple more pics for your files:D

When I wrote "Ishmael" She was the one I pictured for the female lead.


http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h183/daporter/AmandaDuncan008-1.jpg

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h183/daporter/AmandaDuncan012.jpg

And another pretty lady for poor Seacat's eyes.

http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h183/daporter/ReonKadena01.jpg
 
Thanks Bard,

Miss Duncan is nice and the second is quite edible, and yet neither of them are quite my taste.

Give me a woman happy with her weight, a woman with some scars that shows she has survived. Give me a woman with some small wrinkles and laugh lines. Give me a woman with callouses and a tan from working. Give me a woman who has lived, who has laughed and cried. Give me a woman who is black or white, Oriental or Mongoloid. Give me a woman who knows who she is and is happy with it. Give me a woman who is prim and proper when needed and yet is a complete and happy slut when the opportunity arises. In other words give me a lady.

Cat

(P.S. I don't want a kid. Life is too short to deal with their games.)
 
Thanks Bard,

Miss Duncan is nice and the second is quite edible, and yet neither of them are quite my taste.

Give me a woman happy with her weight, a woman with some scars that shows she has survived. Give me a woman with some small wrinkles and laugh lines. Give me a woman with callouses and a tan from working. Give me a woman who has lived, who has laughed and cried. Give me a woman who is black or white, Oriental or Mongoloid. Give me a woman who knows who she is and is happy with it. Give me a woman who is prim and proper when needed and yet is a complete and happy slut when the opportunity arises. In other words give me a lady.

Cat

(P.S. I don't want a kid. Life is too short to deal with their games.)

Essentially you are pointing out the difference between "lookin' women" and "lovin' women"?
 
Thanks Bard,

Miss Duncan is nice and the second is quite edible, and yet neither of them are quite my taste.

Give me a woman happy with her weight, a woman with some scars that shows she has survived. Give me a woman with some small wrinkles and laugh lines. Give me a woman with callouses and a tan from working. Give me a woman who has lived, who has laughed and cried. Give me a woman who is black or white, Oriental or Mongoloid. Give me a woman who knows who she is and is happy with it. Give me a woman who is prim and proper when needed and yet is a complete and happy slut when the opportunity arises. In other words give me a lady.

Cat

(P.S. I don't want a kid. Life is too short to deal with their games.)

Apparently she is happy enough with her weight to run around naked and with that kind of weight she has to have a few scars...or at least stretchmarks.
 
My lovely young neighbor would make a horny sailer run for his ship.

Her failings, taken one at a time would not be failings, just personality.

She is about five feet tall. (I like short.)

She tips the scales at over 500 pounds. (I don't mind heavy but she takes it to the extreme, and none of it is solid. When she twitches it is a seismic event.)

She has facial hair, which is not a big deal and yet she does have to shave on a near daily basis. (She often forgets.)

Her voice is higher pitched. Unfortunately this high pitch is not melodious. It sounds more like a bandsaw hitting metal.

Her vocabulary is highly limited, unfortunately much of this consists of invective.

She reads voraciously, I have seen much of what she reads. (I have had to pick it up out of my yard.) Things like the Enquiror(sp), The Sun, etc. What is scary is that she seems to believe them.

She enjoys eating, as do I. Unfortunately she enjoys eating things high in sugar and Carbs. (MAssive amounts of each.)

Unfortunately she also seems to think/feel that others must follow her views and feelings. She feels that she is owed.

Cat


Waves over the yard fence to my neighbour!:D
 
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