so the pilgrams and indian party was this weekend it was a blast. here are the pics
indian me, good wife tasha and munkeey smith
now you see me
now you see all of me
me and my war painted indian friend. he didnt really know anyone all that well and he still got naked
cheese dick
good wife cooking
me and indian tom
bird man
he was out cold
me and the mexican
so that was the party it was fun as hell alot more lo key noone peed on anything.
well i havent been up for much im goin to look for a new job soon so can actully get out and do stuff.there has been so many good sets this week i couldnt chose one or even two i had to chose three. so ill leave you with that.
girls of the week
Lovely
Eliska and Wendy
Anarchie and Wendy
and heres the song of the week
tom waits pasties and a g string
Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp,
I aint got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five oclock shadow boxing all around the town,
Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground
Bazanti bootin al zootin al hoot and al cohn
Sharing this apartment with a telephone pole
And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes,
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues
And the porno floor show, live nude girls,
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
Chesty morgan and watermelon rose
Raise my rent and take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum,
Shes so good, make a dead man come
Pasties and a g-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a buffalo squeeze
Wrinkles and cherry and twinkie and pinkie and fifi live from gay paree
Fanfares, rim shots, back stage, who cares, all this hot burlesque for me
(scat)
Cleavage, cleavage, thighs and hips
]from the nape of her neck to the lipstick lips
Chopped and channeled and lowered and lewd
And the cheater slicks and baby moons
Shes a-hot and ready, creamy and sugared
And the band is awful and so are the tunes
(scat)
Crawling on her belly, and shaking like jelly,
And Im getting harder than chinese algebrassieres
And cheers from the (hmm) compendium here
hey sweetheart theyre yelling for more
Youre squashing out your cigarette butts on the floor
And I like shelly, and you like jane
And what was the girl with the snakeskins name?
And its an early-bird matinee, come back any day,
Get you a little something that you cant get at home
Get you a little something that you cant get at home
Its pasties and a g-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, higher than a kite, and Ill be back tomorrow night,
And Ill be back tomorrow night
indian me, good wife tasha and munkeey smith
now you see me
now you see all of me
me and my war painted indian friend. he didnt really know anyone all that well and he still got naked
cheese dick
good wife cooking
me and indian tom
bird man
he was out cold
me and the mexican
so that was the party it was fun as hell alot more lo key noone peed on anything.
well i havent been up for much im goin to look for a new job soon so can actully get out and do stuff.there has been so many good sets this week i couldnt chose one or even two i had to chose three. so ill leave you with that.
girls of the week
Lovely
Eliska and Wendy
Anarchie and Wendy
and heres the song of the week
tom waits pasties and a g string
Smelling like a brewery, looking like a tramp,
I aint got a quarter, got a postage stamp
Been five oclock shadow boxing all around the town,
Talking with the old man, sleeping on the ground
Bazanti bootin al zootin al hoot and al cohn
Sharing this apartment with a telephone pole
And a fish-net stocking, spike-heel shoes,
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues
And the porno floor show, live nude girls,
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
Chesty morgan and watermelon rose
Raise my rent and take off all your clothes
With trench coats, magazines, a bottle full of rum,
Shes so good, make a dead man come
Pasties and a g-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a buffalo squeeze
Wrinkles and cherry and twinkie and pinkie and fifi live from gay paree
Fanfares, rim shots, back stage, who cares, all this hot burlesque for me
(scat)
Cleavage, cleavage, thighs and hips
]from the nape of her neck to the lipstick lips
Chopped and channeled and lowered and lewd
And the cheater slicks and baby moons
Shes a-hot and ready, creamy and sugared
And the band is awful and so are the tunes
(scat)
Crawling on her belly, and shaking like jelly,
And Im getting harder than chinese algebrassieres
And cheers from the (hmm) compendium here
hey sweetheart theyre yelling for more
Youre squashing out your cigarette butts on the floor
And I like shelly, and you like jane
And what was the girl with the snakeskins name?
And its an early-bird matinee, come back any day,
Get you a little something that you cant get at home
Get you a little something that you cant get at home
Its pasties and a g-string, beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass and a buffalo squeeze
Popcorn, front row, higher than a kite, and Ill be back tomorrow night,
And Ill be back tomorrow night