Friday, September 15, 2006

 

Big 12 babes bare all

I am SO proud.

Oklahoma State Cowgirls -- bareback! (Just a story from the college paper; no nudity exposed!)

Big 12? Shouldn't it be "Big 24"?

Hoo, hoo -- hooter!

Hey, I'm no prude. Far from it.

I asked Bird to get me an autographed copy. She demurred. (Actually, she laughed.)

HAPPY FRIDAY, Y'ALL & ALL!

--ER

Comments:
So many hoots in the linked story!

“It’s not like another pornographic magazine where we would have our legs spread,” Hill said. “It’s a really respectable classy magazine so it doesn’t freak me out.”
 
And Jesus said, "BOO!"
 
Ha ha, Trixie.

This ought to be interesting.

Righties might get me for bein' light on "porn."

Lefties might get me for promotin' the objectifyin' of women.

Fie on such fuss, I say. "Hustler," "Playboy" ain't.


(Trixie is partly playing off something I told her offblog: There is a big billboard with a big ol' picture of Jesus on it on I-40 in eastern Oklahoma; as you top a hill going east, it pops out of some tress. There is a big ol' Jesus, outta the blue, with a big caption that says, "FEAR NOT." It always startles the heck out of me.)
 
Roes. Young roes.
 
ER: "There is a big ol' Jesus, outta the blue, with a big caption that says, "FEAR NOT." It always startles the heck out of me."

Hum, now ER, tell me more about that. How does that make you feel? :)
 
Huh?

It does make me think of the Christ of the Ozarks in Eureka Springs, Ark. When Dr. ER and I were there for the Festival of the Arts, let's see (checking music poster on wall ... Saffire, The Uppity Blues Women, City Auditorium, May 2, 1997) NINE years ago, He, seen across the woods and hills through our hotel window downtown, kept seemin' to get closer, then farther, themn shimmying side to sode. Freaked me out and somewhat tamped down my joy at buyin' a pair of pair of Rebel battle flag boxer shorts.
 
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