He’ll damn right fuck anything…….
If you tell him to “GO FUCK A DUCK!”
He probably already has.
Shit. Who do you think has the party-favor connections???
I, was being a “GOOD” girl compared to Obama’s Secret Service agents who decided to hit
the strip clubs and take prostitutes back to the Hotel Caribe where they were staying.
(Obama was in Cartagena for the Summit of Americas)
Most of the agents ARE married.
Engaging prostitutes violates the basic Secret Service code of conduct.
They have been suspended of their duties.
I hope they publish these guys faces to the world. I’m telling you…
any of y’all with military husbands/boyfriends
if you think your man ain’t banging something out there while stationed away
“Good luck with that.”
I’ve been exposed to so much in regards to military, business travelers, etc throughout the sex trade
that…even I was shocked at the numbers and the “whos.”
If infidelity is a BIG deal for you, never be with a guy who “travels” for work.
I have yet to find a faithful one, especially with today’s ease in access.
I took the day off yesterday (from blog-world – couldn’t be arsed)
like a Romanian on their Orthodox Easter Sunday.
(Many Orthodox churches base their Easter date on the Julian calendar)
Do these easter egg painting skillz make you feel inferior?
My friend Mark spotted this lovely beast when he went out for dinner the other night…
(Apparently the “lady” friend of the guy who owns this bike, is rather on the yum side.)
I dunno why he tells me that and doesn’t bring her to me?
(Quality “help” is a rarity nowadays)
Ran out of Tabasco, jumped into the Turkish market and picked this up.
Can’t put anything in my mouth without PEPPER!!!!!
My lil Dragominator took this at the Second Saturday arts thingy in Sacramento, CA.
Sweet pic. I made a few tweeks. Didn’t really need it but I thought I’d have some
fun with it since I also changed the name of the brand.
She said this: “Yeah I love how the colors came out. I could just eat that one in front. It looks like chocolate”
Did you KNOW that C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E
has the same amount of letters as: C-H-E-V-R-O-L-E-T?
Passed White’s today while going into Rotterdam.
It’s an upscale, LIKE UP-FUCKIN-SCALE brothel. If I remember the convo correctly, it’s $300
JUST to enter…
I talked to someone about it last year sometime. Their company takes clients there to “seal” deals.
Their “tab” went upwards to $30,000 one time.
(And THAT number MAY have been in Euros, not USD. I can’t remember now)
Link to site will be at the end of this entry. You’ll wanna check it out.
2 of the many, MANY glasses of port last night.
Cheersing to my dessert.
Sweetie pie JoJo. Such a cutie.
Someone gave me a port in the wrong glass. Ummmm…the word “JIPPED” comes to mind?
Just plonkin’ around…as always.
Switched to white cuz we drank them out of red.
Think I should give some of these key cards back?
See the plastic thingy that’s holding the lemon?
I think that’s one of the saddest and most wasteful inventions.
It’s used for like, what? The time it takes a waitress/bartender to deliver a drink?
And then possibly a few minutes thereafter then gets thrown away?
One of the many buildings I appreciate in Rotterdam.
The green lights sporadically shift all over the building.
You know me… “LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTSSSSSS!” Thank GOD I’m not a moth. I’d be dead by now.
Boohooooo. Cloudy day filled with bursts of drizzles. Oh Holland.
Went for a walk the other day and spotted this poster. It reminded me of my friend in NYC.
Whatchu think girl? C’mon. Kyant say dat ain’t you! <– Sorry, I went Bahamian for some reason.
This is only a sample. I’m so behind on the adventures.
Will put more pic stuff up tomorrow. TRUST me, you don’t wanna miss what happened this weekend!
Let’s just say it involves…a buncha nudity, getting oiled up by a cutie named Kimberly,
great food, Colombians and back injuries.
(May or MAY NOT be in the same order)
My little leave of absence has something to do in terms of my personal mental
journeys into solitude which in turn will change the “flow” and approach
of this blog.
I hope you enjoy the evolution!!!
Forgot to give you the link on the first upload. WHOOOPS.
As I was plonkin’ around, doing my “thing” I decided to find ART.
Why connect the CIA to brothels?
Operation Midnight Climax.
The CIA opened up brothels, gave the “customers” LSD and then watched them have sex
through one way mirrors. They did it in brothels to ensure the men wouldn’t report
the incident to local police. (because of embarrassment)
OMC stemmed from the CIA’s Project MKULTRA.
It’s aim was to explore the effects and use of “mind-control” drugs
such as LSD, Heroin, and Sodium Pentothal (Truth Serum).
When I was younger, I wanted to work for the CIA, mainly because I wanted to know.
I wanted to know the “EVIL” that happens behind their corrupt, misguided and unethical doors.
(But then I’d be their puppet and no better then they are)
There’s no difference between the CIA (government) and the mafia.
One’s just got the “legal” green light behind them.
Or, shall we say, a bigger cloak to protect themselves with.
In short: Power.
Shit’s FUUUUCKED up and it starts from the top
so how do we expect a change from the bottom?
First step is for a massive awakening.
However, with Facebook, Instagram, the Jersey Shore, Farmville??? etc etc numbing our minds
and quietly re-programming REAL action into a simple “like” and “share” making
folks think they are actually making a dent in serious global issues…
And the “reality” phenomena where people rather sit on their couch and WATCH other people live
their fabricated lives?
K, I’mma stop the blabber.
Hope you enjoy the art.