Can you take me to Galveston?
Wandering around the enormous wasteland that is the internet, I often come across ephemera that seems to fit into some nook in my warped little consciousness, not all of which include naked young men. Here’s some of my recent favorites.
Road Warriors, mulitiple
But House on Pooh Corner should have resulted in immediate crucifixion.
“Nice ass”
I have to explain this ALL THE TIME.
“…so then I said to her, I said, look….”
And now, a two-parter very dear to my slightly dyslexic heart
And also, of course, naked guys:
mrpeenee 
Ah, yes. The weird world of the interwebs! I rather like the last but one chap – have him packaged up and sent to my room. Jx
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I think he looks rather like some saint in a Renaissance painting all caught up in religious ecstasy.
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Your Peter White quote reminded me of this.
The following is from a delightful memoir, Sweet and Low, by Rick Cohen. He tells us all about his fascinating family that invented the sweetener in the pink package.
Rick is at a family wedding. His Uncle Ira, a VP of the company, an eccentric guy who lived in a East Side townhouse with his wife & many cats enters the men’s room where Rick is already using a urinal.
Uncle Ira says, “What’s the last thing you want your crazy uncle to say to you in the bathroom?”
Rick asks, “What?”
Uncle Ira replies, “Nice dick.”
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Speaking as a crazy uncle, uh, no.
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Regarding your “Road Warriors” picture, did Granny remember her rheumatiz’ medicine?
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I love that Road Warriors picture, mostly because of Queenie’s expression.
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I like the way his cock tapers in the last picture.
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Fits in your throat better.
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I’m with you regarding your comment about Kenny Loggins.
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There are lots of songs that justify capital punishment.
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Don’t remind me of them!
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