So you’re a halfway-decent-looking totty, but you’re about 6’6″ tall and have a problem finding men to date. What to do, what to do?
Put on some 5″ heels so you’re 7′ tall, and take to OnlyFans, of course.
Yeah; it’s Brazil, baby.
Category: Gratuitous Chick Pics
Random Totty
In the world of professional snooker (“WTF Kim?”) there are few better sights to see than Scottish referee Michaela Tabb:
Sadly, the TV cameras spend most of their time looking at the non-essential stuff like the players and the table layout instead of Michaela, but sometimes they do slip up:
And if that last pic got you looking, here are a few non-referee-type pics:
By the way, she’s nudging 60 — but this is one granny who could make a few bucks on OnlyFans, you betcha.
Political Totty
Now if we’re going to have a White House Correspondent, allow me to suggest War Room‘s Natalie Winters as a sterling choice:
And amidst all those qualifications, she’s also got the cojones for the job, as witnessed by this epic takedown.
And by the way: she’s not the only one.
Random Totty
Never having watched a single minute of the old Baywatch TV program, I have been blissfully unaware of the existence of Brook Burns. My loss.
Yummy, if a tad skinny.
Random Totty
Allow me to introduce (to most of my Murkin Readers anyway) Zara McDermott, a BritTV totty whose claim to fame is that dancing show and sundry other things which give her a chance to show off her assets etc.
And now you’ll know who she is when her name appears in 
, as it did last week.
Not Already?
Yesterday saw our first of 90+ degree daytime highs. Ugh.
But for the benefit of the Global Cooling Climate Warming Change© crowd, when I looked this phenomenon up, I noted that May 12 was the latest day in the past 43 years that the 90+ temperature arrived. Not that it matters too much. If the forecast for this week is to be believed, daytime highs will seldom reach the mid-80s, and drop into the high 70s by the coming weekend. Sunday, in other words, was something of an anomaly.
Welcome to a typical Texas spring, in other words.
Still, there is one benefit to our searing summer highs:
Oh yeah, baby… Daisy Dukes and skimpy lil’ tops, gawd love ’em.