Little Maddy In Her First Role As "Statue"

“What a filthy mind you have. Can’t imagine why you’re single with a brain as dirty as the one you’ve got.” ― Lauren Dane

Tell Me Something Dirty #59

What A Ray Of Sunshine And Fresh Air

“If any woman opens her legs for you, don't feel so lucky to be fed with nonsense, she has been a bitch for a long time, and now its your own turn to get a share from her itching tunnel.” ― Michael Bassey Johnson

Oh...It Sounds Like The Plumber Is Thirsty

“There is only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take every cheap shot, every low blow, absolutely kick people when they're down, and maybe you'll be the one who walks away.” ― Jeaniene Frost

Stamps Of Approval #56 (Hot Sexy Women Pic Dump - 20 Photos)

I Have Assumed The Position, Sir...

I'm Your Bar Stool

I see we are open again.

It’s time to welcome old friends.

The homely, the lonely, 

they who want only

to have somewhere to place their rear ends. 

The people I bear are so glad.

The stories I hear are not bad.

Where I smell the beers

and I taste the tears 

of the sad, and they who are driven mad.

So come in, come on, come over - come over and take a seat.

I am here to help you take your mind off your feet.

All day I sit here waiting for everyone who comes.

I am your barroom bar-stool, who welcomes all your bums.

Here comes a raving beauty, this is gunna be fun.

An hour glass figure; tight blue jeans - where do those legs run?

But why has she stopped walking?

Can’t she just stop talking!

Oh no, wait - this bloke’s fat and ugly and he weighs two tonne.

Barroom stools have feelings too.

They just don’t see a pretty face,

although they love to touch the cheeks

that are in some other place -

So come in, come on, come over - come over and take a seat.

I am here to help you take your mind off your feet.

All day I sit here waiting for everyone who comes.

I am your barroom bar-stool, who welcomes all your bums.

Now here comes the girl that I’m looking for.

An hour glass figure and parts to explore.

Her blonde hair’s amazing;

I feel like hell raising,

for bar stools like you also like to score. 

The life of a bar-stool is a life worth living.

Supporting the souls who need forgiving.

I’m hoping each minute the perfect one comes,

‘cause I’m sick of tired of supporting old bums.

~ Lindsay Laurie

I Guess Everywhere Is Her "Spot"

I'm Nobody! Who Are You?

I'm nobody! Who are you?

Are you nobody, too?

Then there's a pair of us—don't tell!

They'd advertise—you know!

How dreary to be somebody!

How public like a frog

To tell one's name the livelong day

To an admiring bog!

~ Emily Dickinson