Tuesday, June 28, 2011

076 One blonde to another

Just because I'm made of plastic doesn't mean I'm stupid

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

075 Sexy New Models

There were so many graphic images on the internet these days Eric didn't know where to look

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

073 New talent


Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell
me one thing.