I leave my lovely blog alone for a few weeks to get some work done and I get my ass knocked off the top of Google.
Balls!
I haven’t got much for you either. Except a new twist on the MySpace angle. I’m calling it the Craig’s List angle. Here’s an example I found in the wild, posted under Women seeking Men…ooooh look at this hottie:
Pretty hot, right? Astute viewers will notice the top of the photo and the bottom are a little off. Like the shower frame seems to end in the middle, right? If you check out the top corner you can see a little smidge of the actual shower corner, so if you match the bottom of the picture to the top you get:
Hell I might still throw a bone at the fat version, but I know if I was expecting a size 4 and popped over to see a size 14 I’d be pissed. I would love to know how she explains it when guys show up…”The camera subtracts 35 pounds”?
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On December 13th, 2007 at 10:55 pm
Hahaha. Ahhk! Oh man, just seeing this makes my penis soft. I’d have to pump my gear up with some “Vitamin C” and get completely blotto to bag this heifer. Mind over matter my ass. This is a great example of “matter over matter,” and there’s a lot of matter in the real picture. Goooooo. Don’t throw it a bone, instead, get some new footage of Paige with the holiday seasons approaching. I could use a good tug.
I meant to stop off anyway with my own CL update. I hit a bit of a dry spell in the online chase, but I did manage to meet a 19-year old two weeks ago who was ripe for the pickin’. She’s 5′7″, not too bad at around 135, maybe 140, nice tits, decent ass. Unfortunately, there’s only so many buttons I’m willing to push if a) there’s no swallowing or face or tit splashes of any sorts AND b) using the word “fuck” during the rendezvous is akin to using the sentence “hey, you look just like my mom!” It was decent at best a couple times, but there are plenty of fish in the sea. Without the fuck and the kersplat, it’s just not that good. Don’t you agree?
I’ll be at the convention in January and I’ve been in touch with one of the (industry) girls I met at a BJ, er, Blackjack table last year. I’m a realist, so I doubt she’ll fuck me, but I’ll entertain the option until I’m on the flight back home. We’ll see…