Apparently, this Yosemite attraction is named “Morning Glory”.
To me, it kinda resembles a groupie I once knew (hi, Charmaine!).
Tag: Humor
Stuff that makes me laugh
Website Problem
Longtime Reader Roy obviously took two Grumpy Pills instead of his normal one, and tells me off:
I hate to say it, Kim, but I am not seeing a whole lot of difference between your regular “Women” pics and your “Train Smash Women” pics. They all seem to have the same thing in common: “massive mammaries” all out of proportion to their figure.
Well, it all depends on perspective and situation, dunnit? Here are two examples, one of my “regular” choices, and one Train Smash. See if you can spot the difference:
The point is not the similarities in appearance — of which I will readily agree, on occasion — but life choices.
One of the problems with liking voluminous female frontal shapes is that generally speaking, one has to accept a certain degree of, shall we say extra tonnage on the rest of the premises.
More to the point, skinny women with huge tatas are the ones which look misshapen (YMMV):
…whereas the larger ladies (my preference) at least look in proportion (e.g. Kelly Brook, above).
And let’s not even talk about Teh Skinnies:
…who have no place on my website unless they do something of note (Righteous Shooters, for example).
So there ya go.
News Roundup
Whee, a whole year’s worth of news roundups to endure… oh well, I have to start somewhere.
…coffee meets laptop screen, via nose.
…I’d rather ride a bike than drive one of their shitty cars, anyway.
…all together now, to the tune of “How do you solve a problem like Maria?”: “Every thing that we don’t like is rayciss…”
…lotta dust in the air today.
…this might be alarming if a.) the whole world hadn’t already seen what she’s got, and b.) if there was anything there worth seeing.
…that’s how I read it, anyway.
…and when the next “Polar Vortex” comes a-calling, the entire country will be FUBAR. It’ll be even better if they think that climate change means no more polar vortexes. Hell, they can’t even handle current needs.
…oh fuck off, all of you.
…nice to know that they’ve fixed up mass starvation, rampant disease and all the other Shithole Country issues so that they can concentrate on weighty matters like this.
…I got nothing. Just… nothing.
And on a related topic:
…if I went to one of these “intimate dinner parties” and was served this shit, I would wreck the whole house and/or shoot the hostess.
…
Enough laughter… it’s time for INSIGNIFICA:
And speaking of redheads, here’s Girls Aloud’s Nicola Roberts:
Update
An inquisitive Reader asks me: “In your original post about Train Smash Women, you had all sorts of good things to say about Lisa Appleton. But you haven’t posted anything about her recently. Why not?”
Well, apparently she’s toned down her act somewhat:
…and taken up yoga:
But she has done the lip-filler thing, so the Bad Decisions keep on coming.
Quite disappointing, really. Still, there’s always Britney to look forward to.
Monday Funnies
It’s the first Monday of the New Year!
Try to contain your excitement.
Anyway, some New Year’s thoughts:
And some fresh smut for the new year:
Guns and scantily-clad women: that should set the proper tone for 2022…
Nit-Picking
From The Englishman, a correction to my New Year’s Eve greetings post for the Brits:
“Please note it wasn’t the “Brits” but only the English who were allowed to party together with their Celtic neighbours who escaped. I hear Bristol was very full last night.”
It took me nearly two decades to stop referring to all inhabitants of the British Isles as “English” or “Englishmen”, and now that I’ve finally got that straight, it appears that I’ve gone and fucked it up again.
Sigh.