Monday, January 24

eyebrows and other lower places...

i ween!
and,
i win!
huh?
yeah.
The Weiner Guy, y'all.
you can't handle the truth.
was i climbing up into the crevices, cracks, and creases
of an upper, inner, almost-potatoes patch of groin/crotch/thigh?
i sure was.
that's how monday gets done in the woodsly goodness, ninjas.
real talk.
a manga nurse w/ monster milk mounds,
AND
a mega-thick, girthy, veiny, glistening rage-rocketing bone-a-roni?
c'mon.
why would i make that up?
our hard styles are harder than yours.
and more stylish,
and more boner-poppingly excellent.
to recap:
a busty nurse sporting a bustin'-out banana,
underneath and alongside a real-life banana-rama-lama-dingdong.
no joke.
what a day to leave the camera on the counter!
awwwww, man.
all you lascivious lurkers will have to wait to get a good glimpse
of the sausage-fest we represented on today.
good things come to those who doo-doo that, i guess...
i also did some eyebrows, too.
face-making upper visage improvement-type action.
highs and lows, y'all.
that's how it goes.
*
you got twitter?
@zeroheavyind
do it.
be a part of something awesome.
or be lame.
your call.
*
i need a break, duders.
it's gonna snow again,
and i had a faceful of full frontal franfurter all day.
the sleepytimes are callin',
and i am answering;
never quiet, never soft.....

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