I always think of Mammalian Protuberances when I hear Wet T Shirt Night.I always think of Joey when I hear the Catholic Girls tract.
I talked to him about a week before he passed. I tried to lure him back over here and he agreed but never showed. And suddenly he was gone......sad.Not sure about that, either way we lost a good man. Had a really good phone call with him which got him to drop in for a visit before he passed. He told me he was sick but didn't say how bad. He wanted me to come up and do some shooting but it was a bit far for me to do that.
Strongest thing I have in the house is Bayer Aspirin. Both my mother and younger brother overdosed and died from pain killer addiction.I've got some killer oxies and other stuff, but I save them for higher pain levels 'cause I've got a finite amount. When the pain level tops 8.5 and heading for 9 and I'm glancing over at the AMT Hardballer that sleeps on my night table, I go for the big ones
Tramadol and beer on an empty stomach did the trick last night.
Fine little sloop. Ought to be big enough for two people to live on comfortably.
I guess that would put you and me in the "cork" category.
My brother died on the toilet trying to take a shit. Oxies had him so bound up his wife said he hadn't had a BM in over a week.....stupid idiot.Oxies bind me up big time. Tramadol doesn't seem to. I don't like taking any of 'em. I like being drug free and not reliant on any big pharma crap, but sometimes I've gotta.
My brother died on the toilet trying to take a shit. Oxies had him so bound up his wife said he hadn't had a BM in over a week.....stupid idiot.
When my liver was in bad shape, I never had a doctor Tell me I was taking the wrong medication. I was just told when I went to my eight year cancer screening that not only am I cancer free, but my liver has reversed itself from stage four cirrhosis and is now considered to be a healthy liver. I take no medication for it but I do eat extremely healthy and zero fast foods or process garbage… after hearing how healthy my liver is I find out that I’ve got chronic kidney disease. I guess we all die of something…Do not the docs say Bad for your Liver?
Has your liver fully recovered?
Maybe set up a service to utter enough words to tide couples over the weekend without actual matrimony?boy oh boy , if the three of us get together , we can raise some holy hell
I was "drown proofed" in Water Safety Instructor training. If you just relax with your lungs inflated, you will typically float just under the surface. It takes very little effort to kick to the surface to take a breath of air and then relax again. We did it for an hour to pass our test.How well do you tread water?
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From the old days
Just perfect size for six for cocktails, four for dinner, and two for the night..............Fine little sloop. Ought to be big enough for two people to live on comfortably.
I guess that would put you and me in the "cork" category.
That and nice tits................I always think of Mammalian Protuberances when I hear Wet T Shirt Night.
Eve's Puddings...
Now ya susprised me. "Eve's Puddings" were originally a Victorian "upside down cake" for sure. And the cake's name quickly morphed into a Victorian euphemism for a woman's breasts. <-- This was the heyday of Bowdlerism, d'ysee, and even at a market, you could only ask for "bosom" of chicken. TINS.this stuff?
Eve's pudding, also known as Mother Eve's pudding, is a type of traditional British pudding made from apples baked under a Victoria sponge cake mixture.
The name is a reference to the apple variety traditionally used called Eve. The pudding can be served with custard, cream, or ice cream. It is a version of Duke of Cumberland's pudding, named after Prince William, Duke of Cumberland.
The first known recipe is from 1824 and uses grated bread and grated suet.
Now ya susprised me. "Eve's Puddings" were originally a Victorian "upside down cake" for sure. And the cake's name quickly morphed into a Victorian euphemism for a woman's breasts. <-- This was the heyday of Bowdlerism, d'ysee, and even at a market, you could only ask for "bosom" of chicken. TINS.
Now for more sooper trivia: My beloved Aunt DeeTee would make Eve's Puddings every now and then. This was wartime, so treats like that would come measured in months. They were my very best favorite. After the war, she used pineapple slices on the bottom instead. My fave cake to this day.
So I really wuz talkin' tits.
i kinda though the pudding was a code word for something that had to do with the female carbon units
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