A friday foto of frightening tongueosity.
Or, when good gingers go make up free. Seriously imagine playing tonsil hocky with him, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmfreckly.
posted by fatmammycat at 12:10 p.m.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Or, when good gingers go make up free. Seriously imagine playing tonsil hocky with him, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmfreckly.
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- Name: fatmammycat
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I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
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18 Comments:
so wrong
I want you to think of him, perhaps standing behind you and slightly to the left, and ever so casually licking the back of your neck. Real nice and slowwwwwwwwwww.
You can't help yourself, can you? I can see that now. It's a disease. I won't jude you but for the love of orange vegetables, get help.
How about nibbling on a lobe?
just lost breakfast.
I just lost a couple of pints of Guinness and a chicken sandwich, Andraste.
And people think I'm bad bastard.
Toe sucking? I'd imagine he can lick a pinky like no other. How about blowing on the base of your spine while his c-c-curly locks softly brush your skin.
Right ho, I'm off to the gym.
Right, now i damn well will judge you. There's no excuse for filth like that last comment.
you didn't mention the oil.
it's not a genuine CT fantasy until there's oil.
You mean loading up some water pistols with oil and taking out the rubber sheets? Oh wot larks you could have with a scampering naked Carrot top, rubber and oil, a veritable smushfest. I hope he's leaves it natural. It would totally be all ringletty. Dontcha think?
Oh wah, I've to go now to the concert and it's really pelting down, I fear a mountainside soaking is looking likely.
I don't know why I torture myself by coming here on Fridays. It's all just so very wrong.
Hope you don't get too soaked going to the concert, but if you do, it's obviously a judgement from God for putting up those photos.
Christ, FMC, I've just got home after more than 12 hours of solid drinking, and you still manage to give me the creeps with this.
Shhhhiiiivvveeerrrrrr.
I obviously still haven't had enough to drink to take that.
I'm on to the next bottle RIGHT NOW.
Is it me or you who need help?
;-)
...I think you might be in need of an urgent cure for no-more-mega-slimy-friday-half-naked-redhead-men-on-my-blog.
I've heard it's a serious illness.
Where are the drugs when you need them?
mmmtrampampoline.
i have freckles and ginger pubes but like a good boy with plenty of shame bate in til me I keep them hidden......
Ah, so you have a fetish for Gingers? Be gone with you. In my book that's kinkier than those fruit fetishists who make love to melons.
I don't get it
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