Please note, part of said bet/dare, was that Helen would send a pic to Veni's Anonymous HNT, if Veni, is willing to post it. Helen doesn't have a blog she wants to share with us. I forgive her anyway. We will see.
"After Shower"
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Bravo!
Although, I must admit, I'd like to see during the shower ;)
Oh, see, Shackleton is soooooo shy that he posts his HNT....
...a whole day early!
Woo hoo! Button, this is me giving you the fist bump.
And seriously, um, your wife DOES NOT want a piece of that?
Who's with me on the intervention squad?
Ding-dong. "Oh, hi, Mrs. Shackelford, you don't know us but we read your husband's blog and we're very concerned about you."
Okay, bad idea. Back to the drawing board. Maybe a PSA? "Hotness is a terrible thing to waste." Crying indians? Where's the beef?
Oh, and it looks like Veni may be willing to play hostess :)
Hmmm... so, are you a runner?
Nice. Very, very very nice.
See? You get repetition AND formatting on your first outing, honey.
Button: ty. you do make me smile, and i'm waiting to see your post tomorrow.
Helen: you make me laugh and im waiting to see if you come through. mrs. shackleford knows nothing about this blog so, she would probably think ur crazy.
L:you make me blush and ty. and yes run, and bicycle.
Yay Helen! :)
Oh, and nice ass, too.
psst... I'm in.
So let's see if Button calls, raises, or folds :)
Damn, this is so much fun I might get (another! no, not another!) blog.
On the other hand, you know what Thoreau said...Around here every shoddy new built condo development and convenience shack is named after Thoreau, or Walden, and I'm waiting, patiently, for someone to put a little truth in advertising and put up the Cranky Hermit Acres...Oh, wait, what was I saying?
Right. So Thoreau is walking through an apple orchard and he's thinking, you know, why don't I have an apple orchard?
Then he thinks about all the work, and the financial risk (he wrote about money much more than people give him credit, you'd think from most people's description he was communing with Gaia like an overfed suburban hippie with the parental units' Gold Card;)...and then he picks up an apple off the ground and reflects that he "may have the fruits without having his fingers burned by the flames of actual possession."
Which is a long way of saying, why yes, I DO like them apples. And I'm especially thankful for the fruit seeing as I did nothing to plant the tree.
And somebody go over there and thank Veni for me, I need to at least fortify myself with a cup of coffee before I load that page again. Christ! What did I do again? I can't even blame, well, anything. Except my poor impulse control!
Yummy!
I mean, REALLY!
And laughing at Helen's comments, which are always longer than my blog posts.
That's why you kicked me upstairs, no, Coquette?
What can I say, I did postgraduate work in Russian-Novel-Length Blog Comments :)
LOL! You can do course work in blogging, btw.
Button: I know, and as someone who was around at the beginning that both cracks me up and makes me a tiny little bit proud.
Now everybody says blogging is dead, Facebook and Twitter are the new hot young things...but our world is full of premature obituary. I mean, how many times have you heard that "Apple is dead"?
The blog IS dead -- long live the blog :)
Ooh, very, VERY nice.
If I was married to you I would definitely not be letting that bod go to waste :)
Whoo.
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