MsAnn

My vote would be for the NY skater boys...

Probably not...

And each photo so carefully staged with nary a hint of a piece of luggage, a sheet slightly out of place, a shoe or shadow perhaps, even one muffin missing, anything to suggest that lil Rocky was really there. Ahhh yes, there is that IP address. All in all it's been a fun two days. Crickets...

This Steve Harvey? You are not alone in these conflicts...#resist

Dear Lord, where's Fin Fang Foom when you need him.

Or why guys think that just because an escort has done porn, that what they see in a porn scene will be, or can be replicated. It rarely is, and the fantasy rarely plays out.

That's the problem with blogging...

Perhaps, but he was the one who admitted "abusing" drugs and alcohol, which also stays in the body for long periods of time, so I doubt that he was functioning properly. Maybe he was too concerned about posting for his blog, than enjoying the camaraderie. I've enjoyed bantering back and forth with Mr. Powers, but most likely would never hire him. The boys I hire are auditioned several times via a lap dance, to make sure that they will be satisfactory back at the casa...

Do you think that if you had not abused weed and alcohol you would have had a better experience with Victor?

https://www.nytimes.com/2018/03/26/obituaries/linda-brown-symbol-of-landmark-desegregation-case-dies.html Linda Brown, Symbol of Landmark Desegregation Case, Dies By NEIL GENZLINGERMARCH 26, 2018 Linda Brown, whose father objected when she was not allowed to attend an all-white school in her neighborhood and who thus came to symbolize one of the most transformative court proceedings in American history, the school desegregation case Brown v. Board of Education, died on Sunday in Topeka, Kan. She was 75. Her death was confirmed on Monday by a spokesman for the Peaceful Rest Funeral Chapel in Topeka, which is handling her funeral arrangements. He did not specify the cause. It is Ms. Brown’s father, Oliver, whose name is attached to the famous case, although the suit that ended up in the United States Supreme Court actually represented a number of families in several states. In 1954, in a unanimous decision, the court ruled that segregated schools were inherently unequal. The decision upended decades’ worth of educational practice, in the South and elsewhere, and its ramifications are still being felt. Linda Brown was born on Feb. 20, 1943, in Topeka to Leola and Oliver Brown, according to the funeral home. (Some sources say she was born in 1942.) Photo Cheryl Brown Henderson, Linda’s sister and the founding president of the Brown Foundation, an educational organization devoted to the case, recalled her parents and others being recruited to press a test case. “They were told, ‘Find the nearest white school to your home and take your child or children and a witness, and attempt to enroll in the fall, and then come back and tell us what happened,’ ” she said in a video interview for History NOW. Continue reading the main story The neighborhood the family lived in was integrated. “I played with children that were Spanish-American,” Linda Brown said in a 1985 interview. “I played with children that were white, children that were Indian, and black children in my neighborhood.” Nor were her parents dissatisfied with the black school she was attending. What upset Oliver Brown was the distance Linda had to travel to get to school — first a walk through a rail yard and across a busy road, then a bus ride. Photo Ms. Brown in 1979 with Ben “When I first started the walk it was very frightening to me,” she said, “and then when wintertime came, it was a very cold walk. I remember that. I remember walking, tears freezing up on my face, because I began to cry.” In an interview with The Miami Herald in 1987, she remembered the fateful day in September 1950 when her father took her to the Sumner School. “It was a bright, sunny day and we walked briskly,” she said, “and I remember getting to these great big steps.” The school told her father no, she could not be enrolled. “I could tell something was wrong, and he came out and took me by the hand and we walked back home,” she said. “We walked even more briskly, and I could feel the tension being transferred from his hand to mine.” Photo “To separate them from others of similar age and qualifications solely because of their race,” the court said, “generates a feeling of inferiority as to their status in the community that may affect their hearts and minds in a way unlikely to ever be undone.” By the time of the ruling, Ms. Brown was in an integrated junior high school. She later became an educational consultant and public speaker. Her family was among several that reopened the original Brown case in 1979 to argue that the job of integration in Topeka remained incomplete. The case resulted in the opening of several magnet schools. Ms. Brown was married several times. The funeral home said her survivors include a daughter, Kimberly Smith, although it did not have a complete list of survivors. As for her role in the landmark case, Ms. Brown came to embrace it, if reluctantly. “Sometimes it’s a hassle,” she told The Herald, “but it’s still an honor.”

By comparison...What happened to us?

Daytime temp 85 degrees Night-time temp 75 degrees Pool temp 88 degrees Clothing optional

Bitches can walk a heel...

Would be ironic if what took the orange orangutan down was some bleached blond prostitute with big titties...

"Copperhead Road" Well my name's John Lee Pettimore Same as my daddy and his daddy before You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here He only came to town about twice a year He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line Everybody knew that he made moonshine Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad He headed up the holler with everything he had It's before my time but I've been told He never came back from Copperhead Road Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside Well him and my uncle tore that engine down I still remember that rumblin' sound Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road I volunteered for the Army on my birthday They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway I done two tours of duty in Vietnam And I came home with a brand new plan I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air I wake up screaming like I'm back over there I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know You better stay away from Copperhead Road Copperhead Road Copperhead Road Copperhead Road