11 August 2014

Sinja the Whore

I didn't eat poison shrooms or suffer a bought of dizzy spells if you were wondering why there have been lack of posts. My computer broke and I've been on a Kindle since, ever try to write on a Kindle? I started this post last Tuesday. I've been working out like mad to the point Russ brought it up with asking if I want to be into body building (a green tea appetite suppressant, hemp based protein, creatine, a shit load of cardio, kettle bell and free weight workouts are doing a fine job). I can't embed so I'm assed out of posting links, videos or images.

27 June 2014

Drinks and a Movie

13 June 2014

Drinks and a Movie

06 June 2014

Drinks and a Movie



(Monster that looks like a) Spicy Meatball

03 June 2014

Kind and Kindle

I haven't been posting lately, sporadically, because this blog is running on fumes. This money deal with Russ's inheritance has been turmoil on my personal life. A cunt called his step-mom has made us call "uncle" and now we just wait for the inheritance that will naturally kick in without the advance deal. We had so many false starts with this, it's dragged us into the ground. What you did to my family through what you did to Russ, I will never forgive. 

27 May 2014

Tea Rex

Remember Simon Rex from porn and MTV fame? The guy has officially lost him mind and you can probably buy a blowjob from him now for a buck 80.

21 May 2014

16 May 2014

15 May 2014

10 May 2014

02 May 2014

Drinks and a Movie



01 May 2014

30 April 2014

Riddle Bugs

16 April 2014

Palmdale is Bust

I grew up in the San Fernando valley. The closest thing I ever had with what can be called anti-gay incidents there is being called a fag by a passing car because I wore a crisp, pink, dress shirt and being told by a group of black guys;"Don't show us that!' because Russ and I were macking in a Fatburger on Highland. I started to wonder about Palmdale because of pieces of shit like dickwad here and his pappy the smarmy people of Palmdale embraced like a long uncle who's also a war criminal, but you love the rascal anyway because he's family. I noticed when we first moved here the icy looks Russ and I would get. I didn't pay attention because what was I expecting? Someone to bring us over Dulce de Leche bunt cake in an apron to welcome us to the neighborhood? Mexicans don't do aprons unless it's part of their costume or baked goods they hand over freely. The first incident telling me Palmdale wasn't open arms to "our kind" is when Russ said he went back to the Burger King to get some taco sauces he forgot and caught the guy over the counter was telling the cook; "Yeah, I know he's a faggot." What?!! Then it started to click, the stares, the ugly looks, people were recognizing us as a couple. It all came to a head when a few days ago new neighbors moved next door to us with not even looking our direction starting to put their moving boxes in our trash cans and we actually caught their kids looking through our trash cans at 11 p.m. with flashlights because their parents put them up to it (looking for what? Kiddie porn? Social security numbers?). Russ had enough when they put a shopping cart on the side of our house and Russ told the kid who was outside; "Do you know who put this here?" and the kid responded; "How the fuck should I know?!" Well that sealed the deal and it ended with Russ being in the face of the dad with threatening to wipe the ground with him. During the arguing the dad said to Russ; "All the neighbors told us you were gay!" Like he was accusing us and he knew our 'dark secret' to throw it in our face.

I didn't know Palmdale was in what is called the Antelope Valley "Bible Belt" (the 15 churches on just Avenue R alone should have told me something) and the fact they would embrace such a vile homophobe (the voted him in office over and over again and when he died and went to Hell they started doing it with his hateful son) should have been a warning to me that the city limits signs have "Bigots Welcome Here" in small print.

What would Cruella De Vil look like if she were a man?