slyc_willie
Captain Crash
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I think I have a virtual body shot hangover . . . .
How'd my underwear end up in the chandelier?
How'd my underwear end up in the chandelier?
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I think I have a virtual body shot hangover . . . .
How'd my underwear end up in the chandelier?
I think I have a virtual body shot hangover . . . .
How'd my underwear end up in the chandelier?
Underwear?
I thought there had been a paratrooper in the building.
You were wearing underwear in here?!!! Shhh! don't tell Molly.
You were wearing underwear in here?!!! Shhh! don't tell Molly.
TX -
"Don't tell Molly?" But, what about making john wear jeans to help you with your laundry?
"Don't tell Molly?" But, what about making john wear jeans to help you with your laundry?
My ass ain't that big.
It's a naked party, why is there laundry?
My ass ain't that big.
I never said I was wearing it . . . .
You were the one that said you were 400 pounds now.
TxRad said:It's a naked party, why is there laundry?
Gotta wash the sheets sometime. Otherwise . . .
Can you ask - with the chance to get a strapping barechested man to carry it around for you? Sshhh, John will come back in a minute and see through my ruse.
Huh? Oh hi. Duchess, I just finished folding your clothes and the sheets are drying......what's with the smirk?
Someone has been playing silly buggers with Slyc_Willy's underwear. Look on the chandelier.
Someone has been playing silly buggers with Slyc_Willy's underwear. Look on the chandelier.
That's your story, and you're sticking to it?No, no he was putting them on as we staggered out the door laden with laundry, and he was strictly forbidden to wear a shirt. .
Honest, Molly, the denim only slipped over the butt cheeks as he stepped over the threshold <snerk>.
Oh congratulations! It isn't always an easy thing, yet I have friends who swear by that P90 program. Of course, one of them was always a gorgeous, willowy thing, so I'm not sure how much I'd put into her testimony. Still, at our age every little bit helps.Yes, I did. I thought my sarcasm was obvious.
No, I'm up to 215, with a 33-inch waist. P90 has done wonders.
He is handy, isn't he?Yes yes, John, that's the reason for the big smile on my face. Migosh, you are an Angel. Just shake out that sheet again, don't worry about anything else that shakes while you do it .
Well, that and the hysterically funny review of Bic 'For Her' Lady pens which I had to come in here and post on the Humour thread, before I stagger out of my relatively tidy kitchen and up to bed (yawn).
Oh congratulations! It isn't always an easy thing, yet I have friends who swear by that P90 program. Of course, one of them was always a gorgeous, willowy thing, so I'm not sure how much I'd put into her testimony. Still, at our age every little bit helps.
Nice slyc. I haven't tried P90, but I want to give the TRX class a go. Just got to find a class around my work schedule.
OMG, that Bic "For Her" Lady pen is a scream! I love the reviews. They just bring a smile to my face every time I read them.
It's going to be a quiet weekend for me. My sinuses are on the attack and I'm all stuffed up. Ugh.
Willie, anna, what's the P90 programme? John, what's TRX? Is there a link we can give HP? Poor thing, having to go to Weightwatchers - maybe this would be more fun for him?
<hugs> and s.
Here's the p90X site.
It's not an easy routine. A lot of people pass out/throw up during the first session. You do have to be in somewhat decent shape before even trying it.
The guy who invented it, Tony Horton, is a ridiculously narcissistic horse's ass. But he does know what he's doing.
Oh dear, poor HP, perhaps he needs something a bit gentler! Walking the dragon to the papershop now and then?
I think John has gone off to the gym without hearing my plaintive appeal for caffeine, better put it on myself. Cup for you, Willie?
Oh dear, poor HP, perhaps he needs something a bit gentler! Walking the dragon to the papershop now and then?
I think John has gone off to the gym without hearing my plaintive appeal for caffeine, better put it on myself. Cup for you, Willie?