Holding them in a bathtub.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Juicy Carolina
Changes the colour of her hair (and posts a few gratuitious cleavage shots) and the flickr community goes wild.
This is why i don't, can't wear dresses
"My bust just doesn't fit into them. You have to have like A cups. I wish I was an A cup. Boo! and yes, I wear a tanktop under that shirt when I go to work, thank you very much."
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Rose or Olive
"i'm at work right now -- isn't that exciting? i feel so sneaky posting in the middle of the day when i really should be shoveling things around and providing exquisite customer service. it's one of those days when you want to take off your apron (and no, i don't wear one, though i once kept a restaurant job days longer than i should have just so i could swipe a brown one with roosters on it - hey, i was eighteen!), throw it on the ground, stomp on it, throw the credit card machine at the wall, leave the sink running, put rocks in the toilet and leave mean messages about the boss' new haircut and/or boyfriend in hopes that they fire you so you have an excuse to not go back again."
Just For Fun
Just for fun, I’m posting one
for the masses, the men,
the testosterone-ladden
and piqued and motivated—
Men.
Besides, I like to watch my
peaks rise, like mountains
raised over time, right
before my eyes.
The uptrends help one
realize, or rather remind me
that we are moved by one thing
more than fortune, greed or fame.
But you can’t blame us, can you?
It’s in our blood! Literally.
It fuels our own unimodal
points of distribution, clearly
delineating where our interests lie.
Men.
Were so easy to understand.
But you can’t blame us, can you?
It’s in our blood! Literally.
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