I take the pain medicine Opana every day for my fucked up back. Last week, after a farcical chain of events, I was unable to fill my prescription and wound up going into withdrawal, which made me become really uncomfortable and increasingly erratic and irascible beyond belief and really really irritable and I may have killed a hitchhiker in Reno.
Okay so I did not kill a hitchhiker, or anybody else to the best of my recollection, nor did I tell the pissy little queen seated next to me at Peets to fuck off, although, man, did I want to. Anyway it was a miserably difficult week, but I finally straightened out my pharmaceutical nightmare and it’s over. Also part of my efforts at distracting myself included baking some seriously delicious peanut butter cookies flavored with almond syrup, so, you know, silver linings.
I’m really glad I didn’t kill any hitchhiker.
herewith, some naked guys who could have been very helpful in the whole distracting-me-from-my-misery thing:
Really odd PhotoShopping, but charming nevertheless.
My goodness, what a fabulous view.
The charm of well-aged beef.
For all my Chaturbate chums.
Like every cat ever known, in or out, buddy, in or out.
Whatever he wants, I’m pretty sure he gets.
Isn’t it romantical?
Seems like that would really increase wind resistance.
The always charming Garic Soldatov.
Pain and pleasure! Jx
PS #1 for me, Photoshop or otherwise…
I thought the same thing about #1
If I’d sold that bicycle to what’s his name I might’ve suggested
getting the girls model, sans bar. Who can’t use room to grow?
And the girls model would allow room for me to slip in there.
You think of everything.
I’m glad you didn’t kill any hitchhikers or pissy little queens because they don’t let you create food porn in prison. Those cookies look fantastic, and you’ve put together an outstanding selection of appetizing butt chops!
Thank you so much, the cookies (there are few less of them now) are darn tasty.
Sorry you couldn’t get baked. Glad you baked instead. Some good came out of it.
Indeed. The cookies really are excellent, if I say so myself.
If you sandwiched two of them together with some Nutella or whatever, they would look like mouth watering scrotums, make them extra special with a splattering of white sugar glaze. The recipe pleasssssse!
Mitzi is a regular Fanny Cradock
“I may have killed a hitchhiker in Reno” has all the makings of a Johnny Cash song.
On the off chance you read this today 1/27 and would thing about going.
I saw Harvey’s closed abruptly, but hadn’t heard about this party. Thanks for letting me know.