“She gently held his bagpipes . . . .” March 28, 2007
Posted by skinbad in Ducks, Literature.trackback
I thought about this after Michael’s post on non-Fabio types modeling for romance book covers. It’s old, but maybe some haven’t seen it. Funny stuff:
I guess this might call for Michael’s corporate photo and my hacky photochop skills. Maybe if I get the will. In this heat . . . .
I’ve seen those before, but they are still hilarious.
Soooo…who around here reads romance novels? And highlights the dirty parts? C’mon, fess up.
who around here reads romance novels? And highlights the dirty parts?
I’m dried out and exhausted.
Oh yeah, I devour one of those a week.
My favorite was Tasha Indigo’s The Man on the Beach in the Boat
so hot!
And highlights the dirty parts?
I always check out the used book bins for highlighted copies. Saves a lot of time.
Mrs. Peel,
I don’t read romance novels now, but when I was a teenager my mom gave me some that my grandmother had read and was passing them on. I remember reading them and my jaw dropping while I imagined my GRANDMOTHER reading some of this soft core porn like reading.
My Grandmother was Church of Christ and just about the most straight laced person you can imagine. I just couldn’t believe she would read that stuff. I still can’t.
Does writing them count?
There was this one part in my college algebra text that … well, I shouldn’t get into too much detail.
Does writing them count?
Does *living* them count?
Ah, the secret vocabularies of women…
sobek, now that’s hot.
As Rupperton Hugecock roughly grasped the heaving funbags of Millicent Bigguns, he felt a strange stirring in his monstrous pee-pee, unlike anything he had ever felt before. Meanwhile, Millicent began to make low, gutteral moaning sounds, unlike any that Rupperton had ever heard before.
Ruppertion then roughly kissed Millicent, in a way that he had never kissed a woman before. As he roughly scooped Millicent’s large ass up into his arms and carried her to their newly decorated bedroom, he began to imagine a number of strange sexual positions that he had never tried before, at least not with a woman.
“She gently held his bagpipes. . . and squeezed his haggis. . .”
Wiserbud:
Keep your day job.
“the bellows rapidly deflated after the song was over..”
btw, is it just me, or has that guy got a nipple the size of a york peppermint pattie?
btw, is it just me, or has that guy got a nipple the size of a york peppermint pattie?
Aye, lassie, it is at that.
Heres a video of Romance book cover boy Fabio getting hit in the face with a bird while on a roller coaster:
“the bellows rapidly deflated after the song was over..”
ROFL, KC!!!!
I have an announcement to make.
I just got back from my favorite sammich shop.
I’m eating a huge steak, egg, cheese, sausage, and peppers sub, (with a little red pasta sauce poured on it).
AND, I’m also enjoying an order of crispy deep-fried battered chicken fingers.
I use the IE 7 with the tabs. When I’m not at IB, the tab says, “She gently held his bag…”
By the way, Mr. Site Administrator, you are detaining a comment of mine and I demand its immediate release or else you will face a resolution containing sanctions. Thank you.
Bart, threaten the “Action Alert”, that usually gets him.
…and carried her to their newly decorated bedroom,
Weiser, you left off “…with all the extra throw pillows and a fabulous Duvet.”
Just sayin’
Was the bedroom fuscia?
you pervs think I’m gonna give away all my “useful” scribblings?
Bart, that cannot be healthy. Go eat a salad or something, man.
Low carb, man. Low carb.
My bagpipes got a re-route in 1991.
…and carried her to their newly decorated bedroom,
Which is why he is getting some.
getting some what?
Which is why he is getting some.
Which is why my home is in a constant state of redecorating. Starting next week: the attic.