THREESOME HNT

Last weekend I was in bed with two beautiful girls.


What? Technically it was a threesome and all three of us were in my bed. Okay, we were on my bed, but I'm still counting it.

three·some (thrsm)n.

1. A group of three persons or things.

2. An activity involving three people.


The little one is three years old and nicknamed Mushy. Lori's daughter Bethany was baby sitting Mushy for a friend of her last weekend. While Bethany cleaned my house (yes, I pay her) Mushy watched TV with us in my bedroom to keep her out of the way.

HAPPY THREESOME HNT

CHARITY AUCTION HNT

This is a picture of Lori & I last November at the 2009 Annual Charity Auction and Dinner at the Atlantis Marine World Aquarium. She works there. I would have posted the picture sooner, but it just came this week.



If you play your cards right, I might be able to get you free passes. FYI, boobie pictures are a guarantee for free passes, just saying.

HAPPY BOOBIE PICTURES FOR FREE PASSES HNT

My Computer HNT!

*&%!$*) %#$@#$ %^&&^%$E #
W@!#$ %&** T%$@ @!$%^&!!!!!!

Now that I have that off my chest, my laptop has been acting up. She has been a bad girl, a very bad girl. For the last few weeks she has been in a very bad mood. If computers had PMS, that's how'd I describe how she's been acting.

You'd think I'd recognize the symptoms and try to make her feel better before things got too bad, but no, I'm an idiot. Like most guys are when their girl has is in a bad mood, we run and hide and try to ignore her. It's usually much safer, but not when it comes to computers. You have to step up, be forceful and do what you have to do to fix things and make her feel better. You know, assert yourself.

IMPORTANT! DO NOT TRY THIS WITH HUMAN WOMEN LESS YOU RISK DEATH!

Did I step up? NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I just ignored her. I guess you nknow how that turned out? Not well at all. She freaked out and ignored me. She ignored all my advances. All of my feeble attempts to make her feel better. No matter how hard I tried, she just wouldn't cooperate at all. She just ignored me. Things got so bad, she wouldn't even let me access my porn bookmarks.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

I knew then it was time. Time to bite the bullet and make up to her. To give her gifts and try and make it all better. I gave her a clean hard drive. I gave her a new operating system. I gave her countless other gifts. She accepted all of my gifts or I wouldn't be telling you this story.

I learned my lesson and will know better next time. What ever, it's water under the bridge now. I've spent countless hours the last couple of days making her feel better again. It was A LOT of work. This has been a rough couple of days.

I can't wait until summer and get back in the pool.

Happy Looking Forward To Summer HNT
and
The Big Pool Party!

BET YOU CAN'T WAIT TO COME
TO MY AUGUST 7TH POOL PARTY EITHER.

Daddy, how was I born?

A little boy goes to his father and asks 'Daddy, how was I born?'

The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, and googled each other. There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:

You got male!

HAPPY NEW YEAR HNT!

New Years Eve Lori and I went to her son Adam and his girl friend Nadine's place. Good food, good times and I behaved myself all night.

We had drinks and dart lessons while we waited for everyone to arrive for the party. Notice how attentive I am. The gin & tonics made it a little difficult to concentrate. The hot babe, I mean the young lady teaching us darts didn't help my concentration either.






e had a nutritious dinner. What? Whipped cream is made from dairy and that is healthy, right?







We had dinner in a tight knit group. Don't ask me why, it was a rule or something, but I really didn't mind at all.







Then we played darts. When it was my turn, no one stayed around to watch. What's up with that?

May this coming year be better than the last and may you all find a way to come to my blogger pool party in August.

HAPPY NEW YEAR HNT!