Rarely has such delicious debauchery been so succinctly described. Just three sentences:

The last and only time I was at Exotic Erotic was when I snuck in with the Extra Action Marching Band in a Batgirl costume (carry a horn and act stoned). I got drunk and stole a wheelchair; band members took turns riding in it and giving/getting lap dances, we painted unibrows on all the guys. The band did their entire set in the men’s bathroom, and when the rubber chickens filled with blood came out, all bets were off and I found myself thrown out of Exotic Erotic around four in the morning with a bunch of very fucked up half-naked and bloody musicians.

Of course, it’s Violet Blue. Sounds like a good time — the only thing she left out was the peach preserves!

Fred over at Good Shit sweetly wishes my “every dream to come true”, and offers a pretty picture, plus a link to many, many more.

Thanks, Fred! My guess is that, if you’ve read my posts here, you know that the pretty-in-pink you featured, while lovely, isn’t what I’d choose to wear. I did find one item amid the sea of pink, purple, and printed florals that I really like:

More later — a very interesting new development in the works for me!

I’ll admit to not being the foremost expert on breasts, but when I saw these, I couldn’t help but think, “Who could find those attractive?”:

I’m sure some do, or tits like that wouldn’t exist.

On the other hand, this painting is much more lucscious to me:

Neither one is me, just for the record.

This may be the funniest blog-related email I have yet received. A Yahoo email user wrote (subject line in bold):

Busted!!!?On My Ladies’ Computer, and She Works for the Government/Signing Off for Good!!!!!

I should not have been sneaking and using my ladies’ computer to Blog in but I am a sicko!!!!!

She reported your site to the police, to the States Attorney’s Office as well as sending this information to Washington!!!!!!

NO FURTHER COMMUNICATION IS, and WILL NEVER BE POSSIBLE!!!!!!

If you know what’s good for you, you’ll start heading for the hills, quick!!!!!!!!!

I know I am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All punctuation faithfully reproduced. I wonder, is “Overuse of Exclamation Points In The First Degree” a federal offense?

Although it can make free-thinkers mutter about mindless puritanism, prudent folk will frequently exclude their pets from important personal business. It’s not about worrying that your cat will see you naked. No, there’s a practical side, as you will see when reading these excerpts from a long list of cat resolutions:

When my human is taking a bubble bath, the two pinkish-brown things sticking up out of the bubbles in her chest region are NOT to be played with!

I will cease my obsession with the box my humans keep their condoms in. This box is not for me. I will not knock it on the ground, I will not sit on it, I will not try to scratch it open. Especially when my humans are using the condoms.

I will not bat at my male human’s family jewels while he is engaged in the act of mating with my female human, no matter how tempting the danglies are. My humans get mad and I might get free flying lessons.

Hi everybody! Brief report here (busy, busy day):

As planned, I spent Saturday at His Place (a nice-sized property), and we did lots of fun things together. Mostly rambled around the place, walking through the woods and fields, with lots of talking and throwing sticks for his dog. At night, it’s so dark there that you can see a gazillion stars (yes, I counted! :P) and usually, all you can hear is the wind swirling through the evergreens (sometimes the barn owls make some really weird calls too).

Yes, I spent the night — but not in the sense that some of you were probably hoping for. His marvelous kissing does apply to parts other than my lips, I discovered … but no sex, yet. Neither of us is in that big a hurry. We don’t feel comfortable with it yet.

So, how can I be so happy when it’s still months since I’ve had sex and I’d make all kinds of deals with devils to get a good fuck? Easy … I don’t want my first night with him to be a fuck. I want it to be making love.

Still on track for that! :D

Alas, I don’t remember where I spotted this cartoon, but it’s a good one: