1967 Mercury Monterey. Huge bench front seat. Power rear window. 390 cubic inch engine. I miss that car even today. Paid $ 75.00 for it. Drove it for 70,000 miles.
Yeah yeah, you love me blah blah blah. Tell me if Elvis is still alive and if UFOs are real.
Yeah yeah, you love me blah blah blah. Tell me if Elvis is still alive and if UFOs are real.
I was once asked if I like doing it "doggy style"...
Smoke from a Distant Fire by the Sanford Townsend Band
I carefully pour a glass of water and fetch two aspirin to take to my wife for her headache....
a bit of this morning's breakfast...
Just uploaded a pic of my buddy, a rescued, 90 lbs lap-dog. I believe in the prayer: "Lord let me be the man my dog thinks I am". He is more attractive than I am anyway. And he knows it.
Yes, in fact, that situation was probably the way my early love-life would have been characterized.
Yes. It was many years ago and I was single. I woke with one woman, had a nooner with another and spent the evening with a third. Sorry to say, the third woman got the short end of the stick...
It was thrilling at the time, but I never did it again.
Paint Your Wagon.
"Unnnn-mount!"
C'mon, who would clothe this body?
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Well, dumb me passed on both when I was younger, being somewhat afraid of being inadequate. Smart me knows that it is best to pass on both now because I know I would not be up to the game.
Arrrrggghhhhhh.
But I can dream.
Intelligent, spicy, inventive, humorous meat. Or bones.
Fire and Rain, James Taylor
Something, Beatles
Hallelujah, Cohen, Wainwright, Buckley (any version)
Dock of the Bay, Otis
You've Lost that Lovin' Feeling, The Righteous Brothers
I guess I prefer them on the smaller side. I do love that little sag that happens in middle age.
And, I love, love, love perky responsive nipples.
I think Seattle or San Francisco will win it all, but being a bit of a masochist, I am a die-hard, win or lose, Lions fan. Woe is me.
I think Seattle or San Francisco will win it all, but being a bit of a masochist, I am a die-hard, win or lose, Lions fan. Woe is me.
