Thursday, July 31, 2008

HNT-102



I didn't get a lot of photos taken this week because I have been heading home!

YEAH!

The end of vacation was spent in a fury of masturbation and the reading of bad erotica but a girl does what she has to to survive.

So I will be submitting this picture which I thought looked like what happens to the St. Pauli Girl after too many years walking the Bierpalasts of München.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Do I want too much?

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

HNT-101


Whew!

Now the pressure of my 100th HNT post is behind me... I can finally get to bigger fish.

Except of course, I ran into this particular image this week. Well, I ran into the melon, itself, earlier this week. And as luck would have it, I had the camera in the kitchen tonight.

I have to honestly say that when I first looked at this melon I didn't see anything untoward. PK congratulated my father in law for getting twice the melon for the dollar. (They were being sold by the piece, not by the pound).

It was only after I took the first photo that I realized what I was looking at...

An ass?

A scrotum?

I think ass, myself. What do you see?

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Summer Loving.. Had Me A Blast!

Catch the Sun
ecstaticist
August 4, 2007
Via Flick'r


I don't know why sun and water make me wax poetic... but here are some summer haiku

Skin tinged reddish
Blue water cool to the touch
Summer day, relax

Secret smile appears
Happiness bubbles within
My heart for you

Floating adrift
Sun calling me to heaven
You hold me back safe

Thursday, July 17, 2008

HNT-100

Oh, I know this is late, but there was no help for it.

Trying to get computer technology to work consistently out here is a nightmare. And my FIL's 12 CPU isn't really helping.

I was asked to do something special for my 100th HNT. I hope this qualifies....

Thursday, July 03, 2008

HNT-99


My whole day has been half nekkid as I wrapped myself in a sarong this morning and never went upstairs to change.

So saronged I remain.