Monday, June 29, 2015
Saturday, June 27, 2015
“ClassicCityFest” featuring air guitarists and schlock artists galore… Mr Morgan purveying Argentine tacos… JB getting his Q-Spot back at the Watt… Mr Zack brandishing lightsabre jeotgarak… Tissy burnt from toiling in the sun… Racoons hovering at the Men’s Lodge...
Posted by LordSomber at 11:58 PM
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
In recognising today’s social push for parity between men and women in combat, the Orville Corporation has brought equality one step further for women who “want to have it all” — the introduction of Orville’s Dura-Swaddle® Infant Body Armour.
The job of keeping baby safe requires a combination of high-level protection and high-level comfort. It’s why Orville developed the next generation of patented fabric technology used in Kevloid® InfantShield™ development for Dura-Swaddle® Infant Body Armour in live-fire combat operations.
Situations can change dramatically in just a matter of seconds. Mothers on the front line need to react on instinct. That’s why Orville has made a combination of comfort and protection a priority. Dura-Swaddle® Infant Body Armour features patented woven carbon fibre that helps enable armour to weigh at least 20% less than those made with other commercially available technologies, whilst still being made of Kevloid® material.
Today’s mums certainly know how to pick their battles — and with the help of Orville, they can rest assured that baby is safe whilst they fight the good fight.
• Level IIIA Ballistic Coverage
• Double Velcroid front closure assures secure fit
• Easily accommodates right- or left-handed personnel
• Removable Ballistic collar (breastfeeding-friendly)
• Orville Kevloid® Supplex-4-ply (keeps ballistic panels clean and dry)
All Camouflage, OD Green, Matte Black.
Posted by LordSomber at 9:55 PM
Saturday, June 20, 2015
The session with grupo Tonos de Gris and Aliyah Bernal had ended at Tech and the gang ventured forth through the city. Heat was visibly coming off the concrete and bitumen this late spring Stratum XIV afternoon. Down Primavera Avenue the group spotted a charity bikini car wash in the Gri CV parking lot and a quick sticky beak felt almost mandatory...
At Casa Fiesta they sat at the long banquet table noshing on totopos and swilling margaritas. Much mirth was to be had. The camareros were quite free with plying los borrachos with refreshment...
Back at Este Banco, the dinner was filled with tension as she berated him, over issues possibly real, or perhaps imagined or exaggerated due to menarquía...
...She lay face-down in the bed, weeping into a pillow. His silhouette framed the doorway, trying to find words of consolation...
The quiet highway raced past, full beams disappearing off into the night. Little by little, the lights ahead became a soft blur — drivin’ and cryin’, indeed...
Posted by LordSomber at 11:24 PM
Sunday, June 14, 2015
Here’s the story of a desperate mother
Single, bringing up three quite troubled dames.
They had issues, with all their fathers,
Neither one the same.
Here’s the story, of a man named Jared,
Just out of rehab, like his fellow men
They were four guys, slumming all together,
What sugar mama could help them?
Till one day when the lady met our Jared
The bad boys always made her hot for bone,
And she knew this was more than just a hook-up
That’s the way that she knew that “Daddy’s” home.
Posted by LordSomber at 11:31 PM