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So, first let's discuss Self Portrait Friday. Participation is down. I may have to discontinue this tradition if more of you folks who creep around here and do not leave comments don't start playing. For those of you who do not have blogs, but read (you know who you are) e-mail me your pictures and I will post them with mine. This week's participation is pathetic. I will not tolerate such indifference in the beloved institution of Self Portrait Friday. If you have seen the error in your ways and now have your pictures up, please let me know so I can add you to the "LIST". Now, here are the people whp PLAYED!!!! These are dedicated poeple. They know how to stick with it!!!!! Thank you to the following people for dedicating themselves to the worthy cause of Self Portarit Friday.

Christie
Amy
A Military Mom
Suzan
MaMaDuck
Toni
Rhianna
Stacy Lee
WarCryGirl (sexy bitch)
Meritt
Erik

Now, I have several pictures for this Friday. If you are on dial-up, I apologize for the loading time. I also say to those on dial up, bite the friggin bullet and get with the times!!!!

Clint is up first.

Here he is after a long, hard day at the quarry. It was really hard on his eyes. The sun just beamed off the water. He always had to wear protective eye gear to protect those baby blues.

Now, I do not usually like to brag, but my husband is hung like a rocket. Don't believe me?

I told you. Finding condoms to fit that thing was nearly impossible. Why do you think we have three toddlers?

Of course, I did not feel it was fair to be so overshadowed. I thought about having a permanent implant, but after wearing this sucker for a few weeks,

I decided against it.

I know most poeple assume that because I am from Texas I live d on a ranch and rode horses to school. That is not even close to the truth. So, when I went to visit Clint's parents on their ranch, I was so enthralled by all the animals. Everytime they pissed, shit, or humped

I was there to laugh and squeal in my own immature, juvenille delight.
I have a picture taken today that I will be adding, so check on back a little later yah hear!!!!

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