Wednesday, November 25, 2009

No Way! Doubt It! Maybe So! Just This Once! Yes, Sir!





Dichotomy: Big, Beefy, Tuff-as-Fuk, Complete "Dada's boy!"















Tuff enuff to be Daddy's Diapee Dude!










Intoxicated, just from His voice.










"I don't get to fuk it, but Daddy loves it when I sniff his Manbutt."















It's the feast of feasts. Double load your plate . . .





. . . help yourself to seconds . . .





. . . but leave room for some pie!





A thick slab of rich, flavorful dark meat, . . .














. . . plump, juicy white meat, sliced thick . . .





. . . good, hearty, home-made stuffing . . .





. . . with giblets . . .










. . . tossed salad . . .





. . . sweet yams . . .





. . . mounds of creamy whites . . .





. . . and lots of gravy!





Time to stuff the bird.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

He made the mistake of complaining about those Fag-boys that cruise the beach, dressed like whores. Next week, he got to experience it personally.


" . . . in solemn worship of our Father."










" . . . in groups both great and small, to celebrate . . ."