Saturday, December 31, 2005

Goodbye 2005!

Well my friends, we come to the close of another year. I will remember 2005 with mixed feelings. One of the best things to happen to me has been making so many new on line friends, the worst, without question, being Barbara’s death.

I call you my friends because you gave me the support I needed during the latter part of Barbara's long struggle with cancer and then when she died. That means a great deal me and it’s something I will never forget. Thank you!

Now it’s time to put 2005 behind us. Tomorrow the sun will rise on the beginning of a New Year, with new opportunities and new adventures in store for all of us. I hope you all find the peace and happiness you so deserve.

Tony


Times Long Gone
(Translation of Auld Lang Syne)
by Robert Burns

Should old acquaintances be forgotten,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten,
And days of long ago !

For old long ago, my dear
For old long ago,
We will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago.

We two have run about the hillsides
And pulled the daisies fine,
But we have wandered many a weary foot
For old long ago.

We two have paddled in the stream
From noon until dinner time,
But seas between us broad have roared
Since old long ago.

And there is a hand, my trusty friend,
And give us a hand of yours,
And we will take a goodwill draught
For old long ago!

And surely you will pay for your pint,
And surely I will pay for mine!
And we will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago!


Goodbye 2005!

Well my friends, we come to the close of another year. I will remember 2005 with mixed feelings. One of the best things to happen to me has been making so many new on line friends, the worst, without question, being Barbara’s death.

I call you my friends because you gave me the support I needed during the latter part of Barbara's long struggle with cancer and then when she died. That means a great deal me and it’s something I will never forget. Thank you!

Now it’s time to put 2005 behind us. Tomorrow the sun will rise on the beginning of a New Year, with new opportunities and new adventures in store for all of us. I hope you all find the peace and happiness you so deserve.

Tony


Times Long Gone
(Translation of Auld Lang Syne)
by Robert Burns

Should old acquaintances be forgotten,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintances be forgotten,
And days of long ago !

For old long ago, my dear
For old long ago,
We will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago.

We two have run about the hillsides
And pulled the daisies fine,
But we have wandered many a weary foot
For old long ago.

We two have paddled in the stream
From noon until dinner time,
But seas between us broad have roared
Since old long ago.

And there is a hand, my trusty friend,
And give us a hand of yours,
And we will take a goodwill draught
For old long ago!

And surely you will pay for your pint,
And surely I will pay for mine!
And we will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago!


Friday, December 30, 2005

How Weird are You?

You Are 60% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?
But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

How Weird are You?

You Are 60% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?
But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

Thursday, December 29, 2005

Favorite HNT Picture

The All Powerful Os decided that this week we should post our favorite Half-Nekkid Thursday picture for 2005. Since I've only been a member of the HNT Club since my first post in August, this kind of limited me to what to choose from. At first I was going to pick the pictures of the Half-Nekkid Pool Party at Watch Hill on Fire Island, but since the All Powerful Os said the pic had to be my favorite pic of me, that made it tough. I looked and I looked, but just couldn't decide. I mean, I really couldn't pick just one, because just one picture doesn't show the real me. (Sorry Boss)

NOT SO FAST HORN DOG!!! I'M NOT DONE TALKIN' YET!!!


I choose very carefully. I gave it many hour of thought, blah, blah, blah.............

WTF! Here they are! Mr. BTExpress at his finest!

Ass & Porn

Mooning My Sister In Law Ass

Plumber Ass Cleavage

Domesticated Cooking Man Ass

Man Boob (I ran out of ass pictures)

Come on ladies! You know you want me! Admit it!

Favorite HNT Picture

The All Powerful Os decided that this week we should post our favorite Half-Nekkid Thursday picture for 2005. Since I've only been a member of the HNT Club since my first post in August, this kind of limited me to what to choose from. At first I was going to pick the pictures of the Half-Nekkid Pool Party at Watch Hill on Fire Island, but since the All Powerful Os said the pic had to be my favorite pic of me, that made it tough. I looked and I looked, but just couldn't decide. I mean, I really couldn't pick just one, because just one picture doesn't show the real me. (Sorry Boss)

NOT SO FAST HORN DOG!!! I'M NOT DONE TALKIN' YET!!!


I choose very carefully. I gave it many hour of thought, blah, blah, blah.............

WTF! Here they are! Mr. BTExpress at his finest!

Ass & Porn

Mooning My Sister In Law Ass

Plumber Ass Cleavage

Domesticated Cooking Man Ass

Man Boob (I ran out of ass pictures)

Come on ladies! You know you want me! Admit it!

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

GOOD MORNING VIETNAM! Chapter Eleven

Chapter 11: Villages

The area of Vietnam I was in was mostly farming villages that were not much more than huts with thatch roofs surrounded by jungle, banana trees, rice paddies or peanut patches. There may have been a small store or gas station if the village was by a road, but not much else at least in the areas I was. Trang Bang was the market place where everyone went for their food and things.

Trang Bang


Pictures of a typical village in our area


The Viet Cong (VC) or NVA controlled many of the villages. If the men were not fighting for the South Vietnamese Army, they were “drafted” by the VC. When we searched the small villages, we saw very few men of fighting age, mostly kids, women and old men. The young or middle aged men we did see, were either in the ARVN military, elderly, disabled or had been wounded and could no longer fight. I was riding a convoy through Trang Bang the day we were security for the mine sweepers, it was the first time I’d seen very many men of fighting age other than the ARVNs.

Most time we times we searched the villages as we came across them on patrol. Other times we were flown in near a village by chopper, in large groups to surround and search villages. Some of us were set up as a blocking force in case the VC tried to escape and others were sent in to do the searching. I did both jobs at one time or the other.



One day two companies from our battalion and a couple of squads of ARVN soldiers were flown in to sweep through a village where a fairly large force of NVA had been spotted. Our company, Company B, and one squad of ARVNs was dropped off on one side of the village to act as the blocking force. We were dropped off some distance away so no one would know we were coming and walked up nearer the village and set up in something like a long line part way around the village. Another company, and the other squad of ARVNs was dropped off on the opposite side of the village, spread out and started sweeping toward the village.

It didn’t look like anything was out of the ordinary was going on from our perspective, because we could see the villagers going about their normal activities. Then all of a sudden mortar rounds started dropping around us. It seems that the sweep might have driven the VC out of hiding and when they spotted us, fired in our direction. Our artillery forward observer called in a few rounds of artillery and the mortars stopped.

Both companies closed in on the village and when we entered the it, we rounded up all the villagers in a group. Some of our men guarded the people while the rest of us continued to search all the hooches.




Searching the villages almost never turned up very much, except for what I’ve already told you about. This time was not much different. My guess is that the NVA we were looking for had ducked down into well-camouflaged tunnels and hide. Those damn tunnels were every where. Interrogation of the villagers did turn up six suspected VC though. The company commanders decided that as punishment for harboring the VC, the village would be burned down. We were ordered to set fire to everything, which we did. It was really weird hearing the villager crying and screaming at us for what we were doing, but we did it and didn’t give it much thought. We looked at all the Vietnamese locals as suspect VC so there wasn’t very much sympathy for the people that tried to kill us.



We took the six suspect VC back to FSB Stuart where they would be picked up by chopper and taken back to Cu Chi for interrogation. While they were waiting for the choppers, the ARVNs started interrogating the prisoners. I guess they weren't talking, because at one point, the ARVNs covered their heads with sand bags, screamed at them, kicked them stuff like that. Then they laid them down in a puddle and once in a while poured water on their faces. This caused them to breath in the water and choke and cough a lot. We watched this go on until the choppers came for them. Word got back to us that most of the prisoners we captured didn’t make it back to Cu Chi. During the flight they were pushed out of the chopper one at a time by the ARVNs until someone talked. It worked.

I didn’t really give all this much thought at the time, but some years later it bothered me that we we would resort to such things. I now know that these people really had no choice but to do what the VC and NVA told them to do. The “allies” would retreat back to there bases at night and leave the whole country to the VC and NVA. If the locals were’t under the direct protection of the ARVNs, then they had no other choice but to hide the enemy, feed them, what ever. Torture and burning villages like we did, is what had so many locals hating us. I asked a villager that spoke some English one day if they were glad we were here “rescuing” them from the Communists. The answer was absolutely not! Most people hated us for just being here. First it was the French then us. They were tired of war and just wanted it to be over. Most people knew nothing but war their whole life, it had been going on so long. The villager said they were just farmers and all they wanted to do was grow rice and peanuts and be left alone in peace and they felt that would happen no matter who was running the country. So as long as we were there, there would be war. They just wanted us to leave so it would be all over. It didn’t happen for about six or seven more years, but it did happen.

GOOD MORNING VIETNAM! Chapter Eleven

Chapter 11: Villages

The area of Vietnam I was in was mostly farming villages that were not much more than huts with thatch roofs surrounded by jungle, banana trees, rice paddies or peanut patches. There may have been a small store or gas station if the village was by a road, but not much else at least in the areas I was. Trang Bang was the market place where everyone went for their food and things.

Trang Bang


Pictures of a typical village in our area


The Viet Cong (VC) or NVA controlled many of the villages. If the men were not fighting for the South Vietnamese Army, they were “drafted” by the VC. When we searched the small villages, we saw very few men of fighting age, mostly kids, women and old men. The young or middle aged men we did see, were either in the ARVN military, elderly, disabled or had been wounded and could no longer fight. I was riding a convoy through Trang Bang the day we were security for the mine sweepers, it was the first time I’d seen very many men of fighting age other than the ARVNs.

Most time we times we searched the villages as we came across them on patrol. Other times we were flown in near a village by chopper, in large groups to surround and search villages. Some of us were set up as a blocking force in case the VC tried to escape and others were sent in to do the searching. I did both jobs at one time or the other.



One day two companies from our battalion and a couple of squads of ARVN soldiers were flown in to sweep through a village where a fairly large force of NVA had been spotted. Our company, Company B, and one squad of ARVNs was dropped off on one side of the village to act as the blocking force. We were dropped off some distance away so no one would know we were coming and walked up nearer the village and set up in something like a long line part way around the village. Another company, and the other squad of ARVNs was dropped off on the opposite side of the village, spread out and started sweeping toward the village.

It didn’t look like anything was out of the ordinary was going on from our perspective, because we could see the villagers going about their normal activities. Then all of a sudden mortar rounds started dropping around us. It seems that the sweep might have driven the VC out of hiding and when they spotted us, fired in our direction. Our artillery forward observer called in a few rounds of artillery and the mortars stopped.

Both companies closed in on the village and when we entered the it, we rounded up all the villagers in a group. Some of our men guarded the people while the rest of us continued to search all the hooches.




Searching the villages almost never turned up very much, except for what I’ve already told you about. This time was not much different. My guess is that the NVA we were looking for had ducked down into well-camouflaged tunnels and hide. Those damn tunnels were every where. Interrogation of the villagers did turn up six suspected VC though. The company commanders decided that as punishment for harboring the VC, the village would be burned down. We were ordered to set fire to everything, which we did. It was really weird hearing the villager crying and screaming at us for what we were doing, but we did it and didn’t give it much thought. We looked at all the Vietnamese locals as suspect VC so there wasn’t very much sympathy for the people that tried to kill us.



We took the six suspect VC back to FSB Stuart where they would be picked up by chopper and taken back to Cu Chi for interrogation. While they were waiting for the choppers, the ARVNs started interrogating the prisoners. I guess they weren't talking, because at one point, the ARVNs covered their heads with sand bags, screamed at them, kicked them stuff like that. Then they laid them down in a puddle and once in a while poured water on their faces. This caused them to breath in the water and choke and cough a lot. We watched this go on until the choppers came for them. Word got back to us that most of the prisoners we captured didn’t make it back to Cu Chi. During the flight they were pushed out of the chopper one at a time by the ARVNs until someone talked. It worked.

I didn’t really give all this much thought at the time, but some years later it bothered me that we we would resort to such things. I now know that these people really had no choice but to do what the VC and NVA told them to do. The “allies” would retreat back to there bases at night and leave the whole country to the VC and NVA. If the locals were’t under the direct protection of the ARVNs, then they had no other choice but to hide the enemy, feed them, what ever. Torture and burning villages like we did, is what had so many locals hating us. I asked a villager that spoke some English one day if they were glad we were here “rescuing” them from the Communists. The answer was absolutely not! Most people hated us for just being here. First it was the French then us. They were tired of war and just wanted it to be over. Most people knew nothing but war their whole life, it had been going on so long. The villager said they were just farmers and all they wanted to do was grow rice and peanuts and be left alone in peace and they felt that would happen no matter who was running the country. So as long as we were there, there would be war. They just wanted us to leave so it would be all over. It didn’t happen for about six or seven more years, but it did happen.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Bored?

If you are bored, the links on this page will keep you occupied.

Linky & Dinky's Secret Clubhouse Free PEEK-O-RAMA is enormously popular! ...so we're extending it all the way through New Years Day!

http://www.linkydinky.com/ClubhousePeek.shtml

Please wallow in it to your heart's content...

Bored?

If you are bored, the links on this page will keep you occupied.

Linky & Dinky's Secret Clubhouse Free PEEK-O-RAMA is enormously popular! ...so we're extending it all the way through New Years Day!

http://www.linkydinky.com/ClubhousePeek.shtml

Please wallow in it to your heart's content...

Monday, December 26, 2005

Shopping List

I decided to go grocery shopping this evening. I went through some recipes for some ideas and then picked up a pad to make a shopping list. I went into the kitchen and picked up one of the many pads I have next to the microwave.

I opened the pad to find a clean page and I see Barbara's notes. A few names and numbers of some contacts she has for her consulting work, something about a "great source kit for grade 2" and a "grade 2 poetry package", a schedule for some training she was doing for Ulster County BOCES and a lot of other educator related things.

It's strange, but it made me kind of happy to come across it. It reminded me of how dedicated Barbara was to her work. I am so proud of what she did in those 33+ years as an educator. Remind me to tell you about it sometime. Right now I have to make a shopping list and get some food in this house. or else we're going to starve.

EDIT: I must have needed a lot of shit because look how long the register receipt is.



NOTE: I put it against a 27" TV so you could get an idea how long it was.


Damn! I didn't even buy all the meat I needed and I spent over $200.00! I think I can eat out cheaper than cooking.

Take notice how much money I saved and that I even bought some healthy stuff like cole slaw (fresh), shrimp(easy-clean cause I'm lazy) and cat fish.

Just love that sea food!

Shopping List

I decided to go grocery shopping this evening. I went through some recipes for some ideas and then picked up a pad to make a shopping list. I went into the kitchen and picked up one of the many pads I have next to the microwave.

I opened the pad to find a clean page and I see Barbara's notes. A few names and numbers of some contacts she has for her consulting work, something about a "great source kit for grade 2" and a "grade 2 poetry package", a schedule for some training she was doing for Ulster County BOCES and a lot of other educator related things.

It's strange, but it made me kind of happy to come across it. It reminded me of how dedicated Barbara was to her work. I am so proud of what she did in those 33+ years as an educator. Remind me to tell you about it sometime. Right now I have to make a shopping list and get some food in this house. or else we're going to starve.

EDIT: I must have needed a lot of shit because look how long the register receipt is.



NOTE: I put it against a 27" TV so you could get an idea how long it was.


Damn! I didn't even buy all the meat I needed and I spent over $200.00! I think I can eat out cheaper than cooking.

Take notice how much money I saved and that I even bought some healthy stuff like cole slaw (fresh), shrimp(easy-clean cause I'm lazy) and cat fish.

Just love that sea food!

Sunday, December 25, 2005

How was your Christmas dinner?

I decided not to go out visiting today after all, so I stayed home and cooked. I made Honey Roasted Chicken Breast, Creamy Mashed Potatoes and and Green Beans. Well, actually, I have to give all the credit to Marie Callender, I just nuked it.


Didn't quite look like the picture on the box after it was cooked though. These really are pretty good dinners as far as frozen dinners goes.


It's just that I'm still hungry and every place is closed. Anybody have any left overs they want to bring over? Hell, I'll even come over and pick it up if you live close.

How was your Christmas dinner?

I decided not to go out visiting today after all, so I stayed home and cooked. I made Honey Roasted Chicken Breast, Creamy Mashed Potatoes and and Green Beans. Well, actually, I have to give all the credit to Marie Callender, I just nuked it.


Didn't quite look like the picture on the box after it was cooked though. These really are pretty good dinners as far as frozen dinners goes.


It's just that I'm still hungry and every place is closed. Anybody have any left overs they want to bring over? Hell, I'll even come over and pick it up if you live close.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

I bought presents after all

Well, just for Brian, but that counts. (Screw everyone else!)

Last night my son Brian and his girl friend walk in the house, shopping bags a'rustling and tell me to close my eyes. I closed them and he dashed past me sitting at the computer in the den, into his room at the end of the hall. My first thought was, "How nice, he bought something for Christmas." My second thought was "Shit! Now I have to go out tomorrow and buy him something. WTF am I going buy him?" Now don't jump to conclusions that I wasn't going to buy my son anything for Christmas, because that's far from the truth.

I told him I didn't want anything and besides, he knew I wasn't celebrating Christmas this year. I just wanted to avoid anything to do with Christmas. But he knew I was still buying for him. I asked him what he wanted and he told me all he wanted was new clothes and that the stereo in his car sucked. I can't pick out his clothes or a new stereo, so I told him since I'm off all next week, (company closes this week every year) I'd take him for both of those on his day off. I know that's going to set me back a couple of grand, but that's okay. He's the only one I have to buy anything for so actually, that's going to be less than I normally spend each Christmas.

I spent late night and this morning trying to figure out what I could even find on Christmas Eve to buy him that wasn't going to cost very much. I knew I had to get him something to open on Christmas. Then it dawned on me how much effort he puts into taking care of his car. I headed up to PEP BOY's for a bunch of stuff he could use to clean his car inside and out. I even got a bucket and a mitt to wash it with. While I was there, I also picked him up a small tools set so maybe he'll stop borrowing mine so much. Then on the way home I swung by Circuit City and picked up a $100 gift card and then to Price Club where I bought him an CD/Radio/Alarm clock (he's dropped his a few times so could really use a new one) and a roll of wrapping paper and some tape.

Now that I was done with that I could relax, comforted in the fact that I had got Brian some stuff he could use and didn't spend all that much money. So next I headed up to Ruby Tuesday's for a burger and one or four beers (two-fers all day, everyday so WTF?).

I finish eating, pay the check and head out to the car. Then it hits me. I forgot to pick up the ravioli for dinner tomorrow. I had knew I had a container of BTExpress’s Award Winning, World Famous Tomato Sauce in the refridgerator thawing, but now I had nothing to put it on. I quick dash across the highway to the super market and wouldn't you know it, they closed at 6:00, just a few minutes ago (Christmas Eve you know). I tried a couple of other stores but they were all closed so I just headed home.

Looks like I will be going to someone's house on Christmas after all. I think I'll take Brian over to Robert and Corine' place. They told me if I changed my mind about coming, even at the last minute, to come over. It's some place I'd never been, so It won't really remind of all the Christmas's past and besides, Robert only drinks the finest beers and ales from around the world. He selects his beer like others select fine wine. 7-11 is open tomorrow, so I'll pick up some Bass Ale so I don't come empty handed.

I bought presents after all

Well, just for Brian, but that counts. (Screw everyone else!)

Last night my son Brian and his girl friend walk in the house, shopping bags a'rustling and tell me to close my eyes. I closed them and he dashed past me sitting at the computer in the den, into his room at the end of the hall. My first thought was, "How nice, he bought something for Christmas." My second thought was "Shit! Now I have to go out tomorrow and buy him something. WTF am I going buy him?" Now don't jump to conclusions that I wasn't going to buy my son anything for Christmas, because that's far from the truth.

I told him I didn't want anything and besides, he knew I wasn't celebrating Christmas this year. I just wanted to avoid anything to do with Christmas. But he knew I was still buying for him. I asked him what he wanted and he told me all he wanted was new clothes and that the stereo in his car sucked. I can't pick out his clothes or a new stereo, so I told him since I'm off all next week, (company closes this week every year) I'd take him for both of those on his day off. I know that's going to set me back a couple of grand, but that's okay. He's the only one I have to buy anything for so actually, that's going to be less than I normally spend each Christmas.

I spent late night and this morning trying to figure out what I could even find on Christmas Eve to buy him that wasn't going to cost very much. I knew I had to get him something to open on Christmas. Then it dawned on me how much effort he puts into taking care of his car. I headed up to PEP BOY's for a bunch of stuff he could use to clean his car inside and out. I even got a bucket and a mitt to wash it with. While I was there, I also picked him up a small tools set so maybe he'll stop borrowing mine so much. Then on the way home I swung by Circuit City and picked up a $100 gift card and then to Price Club where I bought him an CD/Radio/Alarm clock (he's dropped his a few times so could really use a new one) and a roll of wrapping paper and some tape.

Now that I was done with that I could relax, comforted in the fact that I had got Brian some stuff he could use and didn't spend all that much money. So next I headed up to Ruby Tuesday's for a burger and one or four beers (two-fers all day, everyday so WTF?).

I finish eating, pay the check and head out to the car. Then it hits me. I forgot to pick up the ravioli for dinner tomorrow. I had knew I had a container of BTExpress’s Award Winning, World Famous Tomato Sauce in the refridgerator thawing, but now I had nothing to put it on. I quick dash across the highway to the super market and wouldn't you know it, they closed at 6:00, just a few minutes ago (Christmas Eve you know). I tried a couple of other stores but they were all closed so I just headed home.

Looks like I will be going to someone's house on Christmas after all. I think I'll take Brian over to Robert and Corine' place. They told me if I changed my mind about coming, even at the last minute, to come over. It's some place I'd never been, so It won't really remind of all the Christmas's past and besides, Robert only drinks the finest beers and ales from around the world. He selects his beer like others select fine wine. 7-11 is open tomorrow, so I'll pick up some Bass Ale so I don't come empty handed.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

This is for all of you


Here's a Christmas card for all of my cyber-friends. I want you all to know how much you mean to me. It's been a very rough year for me and having you all there has really made a great deal of difference. I hope you like the card. Click on it to see the show.


Credit: I got the link to this in and email from Linky Dinky.

This is for all of you


Here's a Christmas card for all of my cyber-friends. I want you all to know how much you mean to me. It's been a very rough year for me and having you all there has really made a great deal of difference. I hope you like the card. Click on it to see the show.


Credit: I got the link to this in and email from Linky Dinky.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Half-Nekked Thursday Presents

What a surpise when I see posted on my self pitying sick post, comments from TifaneyC and Blondie that they gave me HNT presents. I especially loved your gift ladies, so thank you very much.

I have so many of you wonderful people that I would love to buy HNT presents for, but since I can only pick three, and I can only pick for those I don't know that well, I pick TiffaneyC and Blonde because they gave me such nice gifts. TiffaneyC gave me a hot nurse to help me get through this FUCKING DISEASE who will be at my beck and call to take care of my every need” and gets naked to boot. Blonde gave me something I NEVER, EVER get tired of, BOOBIES. Did you know I just love boobies? Trust me, you kust have to check out Blondie's booboes this week because they are spectacular. Thank you ladies.

It was hard picking a third person because Os said it had to be someone I didn’t know very well, but I figured “fuck it”, rules are meant to be broken, so I picked the big man himself, Osbasso. I picked Os because if it weren’t for him, there would be no Half-Nekkid Thursday. If there weren’t any HNT, I would never have made such wonderful friends here in Bloggerville. If I hadn’t made such wonderful friends here in Bloggerville, my life would be so empty and getting through these last several months would have been so much harder. Thanks Os.

So for TiffaneyC, I give a gift certificate for One Years Worth of House Cleaning. I have a son that was little once, so I know how hard it is to keep up with the mess small ones make. I figured I’d hire six at once. That way they could be in and out in no time and not be in the way very long; five men and one French maid. I figured three of the guys would do the bulk of the work while the pool boy (I don’t know if you have a pool, but does that matter?) could be your eye candy. I got the French maid to keep hubbies eyes occupied so he wouldn’t see you checking out the pool boy. The guy on the unicycle is fun to watch and he can reach the high stuff for cleaning.



Now my gift for Blondie. I know Blondie has a little one too and could use the help around the house, but I didn’t want to get both her and TiffaneyC the same thing. So I got Blondie and all expense paid trip around the world so her, her little boy Jimmy and a few friends, could get away for awhile. There will also be a nanny coming along to take care of Jimmy so Blondie and her friends can enjoy themselves.



Os was easy to pick for after reading about his trip to Nashville. I got him Air Force One. Now Os can fly all around the world visiting all his HNT friends in luxury and not have to drive a million miles a week to visit them. There is lots of room if he wants to bring some of us along (HINT, HINT). Of course the name will be changed to better reflect the HNT theme, Os can decide what he’ll call it. It will be stocked with the finest food and beverages of every kind and staffed by a bevy of half-nekkid women and half-nekkid men of course for the ladies, so all the HNT passengers have a little eye candy to eat up.




Now here is my present for everyone else, my HNT post for this week. It’s really a present mostly for the ladies I suppose, but if a few guys get turned on, whatever floats your boat, I always say. So without further ado, a HNT BTExpress at 7 and again at 57.