a boy who knows his place…..
Love licking Daddy’s sweaty nutsac!
Merry Tushy Thrursday!
I’ve missed seeing your cute face and butt on my dash.
Me at the filthy, disgusting, no-good yet still astonishingly beautiful Ocean Beach in San Francisco amidst an invasion of blue alien-like velella velella! Went there with my beautiful boy on my birthday last month, it was a gorgeous, non-freezing day, such a nice gift! Not pictured: the beheaded rooster (cock, for the gays out there) and dead pigeon companion, doubtless victims of some pagan - or Christian! - sacrifice. Or something. Also not pictured: the lady with two kids playing in the sand 5 FEET AWAY FROM THAT GRISLY SCENE! Or the hundreds of flies buzzing around. Or the nasty dogs fussing cheerfully through all that… ugh my stomach can’t handle the details. Let’s keep focused on the ocean: so beautiful, so blue, so… deadly! Don’t be fooled by that crazy lady in the background acting like we’re in the Caribbean, the water’s temperature was hovering around 59 Kelvin, and any local will attest to the scientific fact that, upon entering these treacherous waters, one runs a 5-in-4 risk of being eaten by a great white shark, being dragged to the depths by a vicious riptide, or dying within seconds of hypothermia - usually all three at once. Still, beautiful day!!