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Bon appetit My friends Drumstick and Hotfoot and I had a nice Thanksgiving dinner, really a late lunch. It was in a hotel downtown that u...
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Secret Agent Fred and I have decided to invade New Orleans for Mardi Gras, 2014. I know the last time I went there for Carnival, I swore I ... -
Pictures of naked men have fascinated me for decades. It's not some recent freak that got my blog kicked off of WordPress (not that I... -
If you look below this post, you'll see that the last post I put up here on Blogger is a sniffy little tirade about how I will NEVER d...
Holy bubble-wrapped clusterfuck!
ReplyDeleteIt is pretty boggling, no? The feeble Cirque du Solei backup singers? dancers? whatever-they-are. The guy-in-a-dress tranny. The choice of material. Life on Mars? Did she see it as autobiographical?
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I can book them for my wedding?
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