monday sleeps

post the mondays away.

Ok, I'll wait until Monday. I don't have any really good images anyway. I'm looking for something in a go-go cage dancer, but that's the best I've found. Do you find them hot?
 

This is my sister Renee's husband Wally. He is fixated on President Obama. He had plastic surgery and everything to make himself look like Obama. If you were wondering he was black already. The problem with Wally is that he thinks that Obama's policies are so fucked up that to straighten things out he has to remain naked and be willing to take one for the country if you know what I mean. He is constantly going up to people naked and bending over. My sister loves with an unconditional love though. She had this painting done up to hang over their mantle. It's a conversation starter.
 

Mom loved her weapons. I told you about the shotgun when she showed up at my high school date. Her favorite was the knife though. Oh she was good at using that knife. Many a morning I woke to find her standing over me with it. She always liked Bill Cosby and made it her motto "I brought you into this world, I can take you out." Momma went to prison for killing my sister Tony with that knife. The thing is Momma wasn't that smart. Tony was adopted.
 
Ok, I'll wait until Monday. I don't have any really good images anyway. I'm looking for something in a go-go cage dancer, but that's the best I've found. Do you find them hot?

depends on the dancer. is she sweaty or not?
 

Oh this is so fun! This is actually my college sorority dance. Well it would have been if I had made it into the sorority. I wasn't well liked I guess. The woman dancing on the platform is my college roommate Tressa. Her boyfriend Neil is the Singer. I have to admit I was wondering about my sexual orientation at the time. Tressa was hot. I actually lost my virginity to her boyfriend Neil. (With her permission of course) and with her present. (Just a side bar Tressa's breasts are so soft. She uses Avon's Skin so Soft. It helps keep mosquitos away too if you like to camp.) They eventually married and we keep in touch. We never miss a college reunion. Fun times.
 

This is a sad day we don't talk about much in our family. Granny Clemintine was invited to our Thanksgiving feast. She about drove everybody nuts. She had to go see the turkeys. We kept a bowl of feed by the pen for people to enjoy feeding them. Well somehow she got her percocet and nitroglycerin mixed in with the feed. The turkeys where high as a kite and the nitroglycerin cause some of them to keel over but others the percocet made them killers.
We lost my dog Dusty that day and my little cousin Norman. We haven't had a turkey for Thanksgiving since. Some say the turkeys got their revenge.
 
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