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wFriday, October 04, 2002

Some cool pix I took last weekend.
Never got around to documenting in text.
But the pictures tell a story all to themselves.

They are all from the Farmer's Market in Hollywood


This girl was in front of me in line for pupusas.
Notice the pop top can and other neat trinkets.
Cool, huh?

This is the lady who makes the masa for the pupusas.
She just had this very photogenic face.

Mmmm. can you smell 'em?
Apparently if your El Salvadorean you don't even have to wait in line!
Just bypass all 12 people and take MY pupusa!

These are the fresh jugos or frescas.
Lemon, watermelon, lime.
MMmmm.. I really like this pic, too.

the peeps in front of the soap guys tent.
He's the one who makes that killer brown sugar tasty scrub.

these guys are sweeeeeeeettt. look, he's smiling. nice.

this was a bluegrass, O Brother! type band
Good FM music.

and this, well this isn't the FM,
but nice isn't it?

That's it. Just wanted to share
for those of who couldn't be there.
Witty banter to accompany next slideshow

posted by meesh at 4:18 PM


Find your Hobbit name

When I put my real name in I became Tigerlily Bramble of Willowbottom
Using my porn star name Missy Lynn, My Hobbit name was Lila Brandybuck of Buckland (still kind of porn star, huh?)

Seen the trailer?

posted by meesh at 3:45 PM


Hey there meesh,
I'd prefer if you kept this anonymous cause I'm a little touchy on the subject. But not toooooo much.

Well I am a pretty hairy guy. Not crazily gorilla hairy but still hairier than the average man. I am thinking about shaving my body, but I don't know if I should wax, or go to someone to get it done, or just take a couple of hours and try to do it myself.
Second off I don't really want to do this often, I'm a lazy guy and wouldn't want to be stuck with a appointment with epilstop every day.
Does it really bother girls if a man is hairy? What methods do you suggest of ridding of the hair and should I worry about itchiness or hard stubble afterwards.


Dear Anony,

I have a couple different experiences on this (no, not being a hairy gorilla), but first of all I have to say that I honestly found a smooth, hairless chest to be attractive when I was younger. Of course, that is what you see portrayed everywhere in the American media, for guys and girls (Europeans seem pretty content in their hair, Asians, no hair, Others, I assume so). My daddy didn't have an especially hairy chest, and my first boyfriend, who was 28, was pretty much hairless also (I was 17 you pervs). I thought super hairy was super gross. Flash forward 8+ years, and I met and fell and love with an extremely sexy man who had quite the thicket on his pecs. I was so attracted to everything about him, I grew to love his blanket and it was nice and soft and cuddlesome, manly.

What happened to this guy? Well that's none of your business. But what I have realized is that are tonnnnns of men out there, especially here in Cal (shirtless plenty), that are into the hair removal, and I find it quite silly. Case in point.

I met this super attractive guy (sexy eyes, nice build, well-spoken, successful, yadda) and he asked me out to dinner for the following night. Cool. So I go to the gym later that same day, and I'm thinking about him, and thinking hey, why wait till tomorrow, I'm free right now. I call him after I leave the gym, and say "Hey, I have my bathing suit with me, what about that jacuzzi?" He says yes, of course. So I'm there, I'm dressed, we're getting in the jacuzzi, and before he takes his shirt off he says, "I just want you to know I'm breaking out, I got a wax a couple days ago." Ummm, ok, conceited. And the funny thing was that he was hardly breaking out at all. It was only the tip of the iceberg with this guy. He spent more time at the spa in a month, than I did all year. So, my point is, there is something to be said for liking yourself the way you are, and not basing how you feel about yourself by the way that other people view you.

My second experience involves my friend Chris, who I have known since I was 8 years old (he's a couple years older). Now I don't know when exactly that Chris started to grow hair on his chest, in fact, I can't say for sure that he even had hair at some point. All I know is that I went over to his house one day to see his girlfriend, and he had just emerged from the shower and his chest looked like he had been stung by like 100 bees or something. There were red marks scattered all over his lovely pecs and abs, like he was some kind of electroshock test subject or something. I was appalled. I gasped. He sighed. "What the..?!@?" He told me about his horrifying electrolysis sitting (It looked like it had been a few sittings), where every time she stuck the needle into a follicle, it felt like she was sticking a hot poker into his skin. Tzzzt. Tzzzt. Tzzzt.

I saw him a couple days after that, and all his red mounds had turned to crusty crustedness, and was none too attractive. Ok, so he still had those long lashes and wicked smile, but you try snuggling up to that chest. Unnn-uhhh.

So, that being said, and you still really want to go for it, find an experienced esthetician, maybe who's done someone you know, and you can see the finished product. Electrolysis is pretty spendy, but lasts the longest (they say it's permanent, but that's a little shady). For those of you who don't know how it works, a needle is inserted into the hair follicle as far as it will go. Then an electrical current is applied to the follicle. Tzzzt.

They also use lasers nowadays. The laser is pulsed for a millisecond emitting a beam of light on to the skin. The light energy passes harmlessly through the skin, but is absorbed by the pigment in the hair follicle and hair shaft. By absorbing this laser energy, the hair follicles are disabled, impairing their ability to grow. Supposedly you don't get that burning flesh effect that Chris got. Again, permanent-ish and super spendy.

Waxing is the most economical way to go, and also covers the most area at a time. It can be painful, although I kind of like it, that ripping off a band-aid feeling. It only removes very visible hairs and some people have allergic reactions. It will last about 4-6 weeks, and you have to let your hair grow out before you can do it again. There's an awkward in-between stage, but the hair grows back a little thinner and softer.

Now I don't know how old you are (Well I kind of do. But since your anony, let's pretend), but I know it's important to feel like you fit in and look like everybody else when you are young. So be it. But as you get older, hopefully you will learn to develop your other selling points, and look for someone who looks past the outside to get to know what's on the inside. (seen Shallow Hal?).

You just said hairy, you didn't specify a hairy ass, or a hairy back, but.. well I don't even want to picture it. In that case, I would have to quote Pulp Fiction, and say "Personality goes a long way". True that.

posted by meesh at 12:46 PM


Ryan "hamlet machine" McGee wants to know:


how can i make you have such an earth-shattering orgasm
that you'll only call my name out in bed for the rest of your life?


Hmmm.. that's a toughie, you see I happen to be such a prolific masturbator, you'd be hard pressed to get me to stop screaming my own name, let alone someone else's.

The rest of my life? Hopefully sex will only get better and better with age, and for some reason I don't think you are going to be there dearest, but I can think of some guidelines that might make every sexual experience a fun one and every orgasm earth-shattering.

Personally, I am all about communication, not screaming out directions "Right! Lower!" "More! Harder!" (okay, I do do that) communication, but I like to work from a positive reinforcement strategy. Let me explain.

I have heard and also found that men can be pretty sensitive when it comes to their performance, so first I like to take a long time to get to know my lover's body, and they mine. I have often heard from women that a man didn't even know where their clitoris is. Shocking, I know! So ladies, feel free to make the introduction. "Hello lover, I'd like for you to meet my clitoris". (Show them exactly where you want to be touched). I like to ask questions about what feels good to them, what turns them on, etc. Maybe even watch them masturbate some, so you know how fast, how hard, how slow. Plus it's exciting to watch them touch themselves.

When engaging in foreplay, I think it's very important to let a guy know what he is doing RIGHT. I am big on praise. It get's them excited and feeling good about their performance, and thus ready to dive in a little bit, uh, deeper. Then from there on, it is a little bit easier for them to take my helpful tips, followed up by more positive reinforcement. (of course guys, this works both ways, most women don't know a blowjob from a big stick, they need di-rec-tion, that's why they don't do it, they don't want to uh, suck, at it).

Of course, my lover's pleasure also has a big effect on me, I need to know that he is feeling as exquisite as I. I definitely like it when he is just as vocal, and I like it when I look up (or down) (or back) at him and his eyes are rolling back in his head, and his mouth is hanging open, like he's going to have a seizure or something. That is damn sexy.

So I'm not going to go into some fancy technique (although I hear humming the ABC's during oral sex works well), but one of the biggest turn-ons for me involves caring about each others gratification, and working to make each sexual experience rewarding and delectable for the other person.

The better you know your partner the better the experience is going to be on a whole, otherwise what's the point? You can just jerk off. YOU already know your body well and good (hopefully). The combustion is in the experience, and in sharing and giving an extreme act of pleasure with someone you care deeply about.

And ideally, in a sound-proofed room.

posted by meesh at 7:14 AM

wThursday, October 03, 2002

"We are all born mad. Some of us remain so."
— Samuel Beckett, Irish novelist-playwright (1906-1989).

Yahoo rules! Anyone who doesn't think so, feel free to tell me otherwise. My Yahoo Homepage is super cute in lavender with my e-mail inbox snapshot at the top (and their free e-mail is THE best interface out), my weather (Aspen, HB, SF, Oxnard), my horoscope, my Garfield, my Gossip pages, Fare watch, and wine of the day, plus some other stuff that I don't look at, but my favorite part is that at the top it says Meesh Rocks! Gives me a nice boost in the morning when I log on.

But today, It said Happy Birthday Meesh! with a little cake! and when I clicked on it, it took me to a very special birthday wishes page. The quote at the top (one of my faves) was on it, a special Bday horoscope, and a nice little on this day in history deal.

I can remember the 2 most important ones.
In 1990, East and West Germany reunified after 45 years. Yay for them!
In 1995, OJ Simpson was found innocent in killing his wife and her companion

(On an unrelated note, how many people think Kato Kaelin only voted for Coolio because he wanted to come over and kickit at his pad?)

That's it really, the 90's rocked.

And besides the fantabulous Gwen, other cool people born today are India.arie (27), Tommy Lee (40!), Seann William Scott (the AP1 and 2 hottie, yumm, 26), some Backstreet Boy (31), Keb' Mo', a rockin blues singer, saw him! this year! (51), Jack Wagner (43, yeah right), Lindsey Buckingham (from Fleetwood Mac, who I loooove, 53), Chubby Checker (61), and Neve Cambell (29).

But you don't really care do you? Because it's not your birthday. It's mine! and it's all about me! me! me!
So what do I have planned, you say? Well I got my haircut this morning, I have bangs, well sorta, wispy slanted ones, kinda sexy. Not sure how I feel about them. Haven't had my haircut in a year, and I've had it in a pony for the last 2 months. And what do I do as soon as I come out of the salon? Stick a chopstick in it. Yep.
And I am listening to No Doubt all day. and working. hard.
and tonight? well pops is in Zimbabwe (what is there to buy there? I need to request), so mamasita and I will grab some sushi, and I will catch up on laundry, and then a little Survivor, WWE Smackdown!, and then some Jack and Karen (Kevin Bacon tonight, luv him!). Mellow yes, I'll get my rockstar on tomorrow at the QOTSA and Peaches show, and the lounge at the Standard (Sunset Strip) where we have a room.
If you are in LA come on out!!
Meet us in the lounge or ask for Meesh's room. Serious! What do you need an invitation? Naaaahhh..ok, maybe drop me an e-mail.

Saturday I am off to Puppetry of the Penis at the Coronet Theater, and will be sure to empty my bladder beforehand, because I hear it is common for people to pee their pants laughing.

That's all, I don't really drink much anymore, all this clean living has made my body too sensitivo for the poison. I will however, be flirting up a storm and accepting kisses from all the boys and girls. and whoever logs onto Yahoo Messenger in the next 2 hours can get free kisses from Meesh as well.

Oooh, poor Gwynnie, her pops Bruce just died today. (She's a Libra too, sept. 28). Man I loved Duets (he wrote and directed), who knew she could rock the voice?

Want to thank you all so much for stopping by, I can't believe how nice you all are! And to this little newbie Leah, who said I was a blogging star, no sweetie, Tony Pierce is a blogging star, Moxie is a blogging star, Kool Keith is a blogging star-to-be, but me, I am just a newbie too, surrounded by ultra cool folks in my little corner of the cyberspace. But thanks, usted es dulce!! And speaking of ass-kissing, have you seen Dawn's cute new site. Sweetness!!

Peace out peeps, word to your mother and all that. Dear Meesh later today. Keep 'em coming!

Thanks for the Flowers Kevin!!
They smell incredible !!
xoxo, meesh 

Damn, I need to have Birthdays more often !

posted by meesh at 3:38 PM


Happy Birthday Gwen !!!

33, and still looking sexy as hell.

"I think I've been able to fool a lot of people because I know I'm a dork. I'm a geek."
-Gwen Stefani

No wonder I related to her music so much growing up (I'm a geek and we have the same B-day). I remember when No Doubt (the album) came out in 1992, there were no girl singers back then, and man oh man, Sad for Me, Trapped in a Box, Doormat, Sometimes, like anthems to us girly teens. We went from Guess jeans and sweater sets to wife beaters, Dickies, and rhinestones. My God. 10 F-ing years it's been. That's right kids. Holy.
This was my "do I want to be a good girl or a bad girl" song, like everyday when your 16.


Sometimes,  sunshine
Does not, 
 want to shine on me, and
 sometimes I find myself blind
At first I cannot see
And then I see it's me

I chose the road when I was young
In search of fun
temptation won
 and all my soul I did surrender
If I had a chance to go back now
Would I redeem my moral vows
Or would I repeat for my own laughter

Sometimes I hide
Like a bulb behind a shade
And sometimes I ask myself why
Is it cause the lights are too bright
Or because my eyes are closed too tight

Sometimes I find myself blind
Don't use my brain don't use my mind
Distorted feelings always leading my way
But I must forgive myself
And let the past lay down to rest
And I’ll be prepared to face myself in another day, hey!

From now on I will behave
But in the back of my mind I will be enslaved
From now on I will behave
But in the back of my mind I will be enslaved

Sometimes sunshine
Does not
Want to shine on me
And sometimes, sometimes
I get lost
I get lo-ost

I chose a road when I was young
In search of fun
temptation won
 and all my soul I did surrender
If I had a chance to go back now
Would I redeem my moral vows
Or would I repeat for my own laughter

From now on I will behave
But in the back of my mind I will be enslaved
From now on I will behave
But in the back of my mind I will be enslaved

(repeats a bunch)

From now on, OO hey yeah
From now on, hoo, I mean it, I mean it
From now on I will behave, I will behave
But in the back of my mind I will be ensla-a-aved

posted by meesh at 6:21 AM

wWednesday, October 02, 2002

Hi all you nice people.

But you don't say anything. Is it because you have nothing nice to say? You don't have to be clever about it.

Either way, I am here to help. So if you have any pressing concerns that this girl (okay, time to stop calling yourself girl Meesh, you'll be 27 tomorrow).

(Is there something in between girl and woman?) Never mind I am not a Britney Spears song, just a frauline who knows a little about alot. And if I don't know, I'll find the answer.

e-mail me what's on your mind.

(Questions! that are on your mind, and keep your dirty thoughts to yourself!)

Dirty questions are OK.

posted by meesh at 5:38 PM


Oh Man! This site is focking great! Why didn't I think of this?? If I wasn't so opposed to acronyms I would be ROTFLWPM.

Sex With Smart People (It's Raymi the Minx)

posted by meesh at 10:47 AM


Dear Meesh,

I really enjoy tying up my partners and teasing them for hours on end.
I am notorious for bringing them to the edge of an orgasm and
then stopping, letting the moment pass,
then starting over.

I've been told this is cruel and mean and am called
every name in the book while it happens,
yet they keep coming back for more.
Should I stop this behavior?

Confused with Cuffs


Well it certainly is cruel and I think that's what you like about it. I wouldn't go so far as to call you a sadist, a little furry handcuffs never really hurt anyone, as long as it doesn't get to the point of punishment or cruelty ("No, don't tie me up!", and "No! Don't stop!" are very different). Although delaying sexual gratification most definitely increases the intensity of an orgasm, most people probably wouldn't allow themselves to be restrained and have it inflicted upon them. And then there are others who prefer it, and get their kicks from the "I'm a Bad, baaaad girl/boy, tie me up, spank me" routine.

Personally, while I might like to bring myself to the edge of orgasm, pull back, and allow it to build up again, no way I would ever allow myself to be restrained unless in an extremely significant and long-term relationship. If you did that to me, I would have to break your neck with my thighs (Oh, I could, believe you me). I just don't trust people, and know many women who have that same unfortunate (or precautionary) distrust. I do however, like to tie people up (yes, psychology, go to work).

I lived with my boyfriend in college (yes, he was a Mike, but I called him "puppy"). He was younger than me, I think I was 21 at the time, he was 19, and open to pretty much anything. We started with me tying him to the bed, doing the hot wax thing. He would get a little pissed, but seemed to mostly enjoy it (not so much when I would bite him though). Then I started to blindfold him, tease him with a feather or my tongue until I got bored and then I'd just leave him there. Minutes at first, and then hours. I mean I would leave at night to go out, and not come back at all. Just leave him tied up for 10-12 hours. He was so relieved when I got home to untie him, there was no way he could be mad at me, especially after he was able to release his, uh, tension.

Aaaaaahhh, those were good times. He's in a mental institution now, but I still remember him fondly.

posted by meesh at 9:06 AM

wTuesday, October 01, 2002

(If I was an insecure, whiny crybaby, then here is the part where I would be crying. But since I am not, I can only say Good Riddance you bitter, jealous, psychotic, raving lunatic. Have a miserable life. I am sure you will, you are really good at that. You seem to ruin everything that you touch. You have been nothing but a raging hemorrhoid on my sweet ass, and thank God I am not starting out another year with the likes of you. The more you try to hurt me, the stronger I get, and the more pathetic and bitter you become.
There really is a LAST time. And this IS it.
So YOU Fuck off, and YOU kiss MY ass.)

posted by meesh at 7:34 PM


I just came back from the grocery. The check out lady commented on my tomato purchase. "That's a lot of tomatoes." she says.

I was kind of bothered by that. I mean, who is she to comment on my tomatoes? What if I had a super pack of Trojans on there? Would she say, "Wow! Them there's a lot of jimmies! You must be plannin' some heavy bonin' time!"
The nerve.

Those people are supposed to remain silent and unthinking. Just like the people at the video store when you check out "Gang Bang Pizza Party Part 4".
Fer real."

We love Trinity!!!

posted by meesh at 3:47 PM


City to Tax Rainwater

So it is supposed to be a way to control water pollution from runoff, but how about if they, oh I don't know, charged the polluters, people who don't pick up their dog crap, and start banning fertilizers and pesticides that poison our Earth? Just a thought. Noooo, let's just tax the rain that falls to quench it's thirst.

Can anyone say vicious cycle?

posted by meesh at 3:12 PM


woo hoo Halloween candy !! I have a total sugar rush right now.
Empty candy wrappers littering me desk. Gobstobbers, Runts, Bottle Caps (mmm, the root beer ones!), and Shock Tarts, I forgot about those!

posted by meesh at 2:43 PM


My ex-bfriend Dan called me this morning. At 8 o'clock.

He certainly knows me well enough to know that I don't ruffle the comforter a minute before 9 on weekdays, and 11 or so on weekends. But he always does it anyhow.

I think he really likes to hear me yawning, moaning, and groaning. It's really cute, too, how he always makes up some obscure excuse that he called. As if it wasn't okay that he just called for no reason.

I have to admit that I like it, too. Nice to hear a friendly, loving voice first thing in the morning. Like he's lying there next to me or something. Kind of like a dream. Maybe that's part of his strategy, to catch me off guard, dreaming about him.

I'm not sure if it works in reverse, though. Once I called my PIC in the morning right when I woke up, for no reason, just because I wanted to hear his voice.

He said, "I can't even understand what you're saying. Why don't you call me when you're awake and have something to say besides mumbling"


posted by meesh at 11:45 AM

wMonday, September 30, 2002

Bingham and Coolio?!?@ WTF?
I don't know how I started watching this Celebrity Boot Camp, but this is good stuff!

posted by meesh at 9:20 PM


Hoopty Mike writes:

Dear Meesh,

Is it wrong to get a boner for no reason other than I think a girl is
hot? I mean, if you were to talk to me and I got a boner, would it creep you


My man doesn't need any words to get a boner. Sometimes with just a look, and certainly with a passionate kiss. I think it's cute (I think to myself, "That's right! Your mine, and you'd better come when I call you!"), and I would hope that I have that kind of effect on him. I didn't think guys had much control over that, but regardless, if I was a man, I would relish that, because who knows when it might not respond that way one day. I mean, isn't that what it's for?

If we were talking (in person) and you got a boner, I might just want to stay out of stabbing distance, I'd check out your package, laugh at you, and then maybe give you some alone time.

Does this happen a lot for guys? I would imagine that you are thinking about a little more than just that the girl is hot. How well can you control it? and does thinking about Grandma naked really make it go down?

Only double A, but I'm thinking triple X,

posted by meesh at 3:09 PM


My girlfriend S. is a pro bachelorette. She really has it all. Classic good looks, good breeding, speaks 4 languages, went to art school, she's well-traveled, and she's old money, so none of that nouveau, bourgeois giddiness so prevalent in young ladies today. Basically, she's a catch.

Why doesn't she have a boyfriend? Well she likes to sleep alone, and she likes to have a man for all occasions, who can blame her?

Even with a trust fund, it is hard to afford an apartment in one of LA's best neighborhoods as well as all the finer things in life (Holidays in Europe, Dolce & Gabbana, nightly fine dining, plus all that pesky tipping and valets). My girl has men from Nobb Hill to La Jolla wooing her, to my added benefit as well, because hey, she has to take her friend along, that's part of the deal. Sound good? Want to get yourself a sugar daddy or sugar momma? I'll let her fill you in on some of her secrets:

How to be Daddy's little girl:

There is no doubt about it, masterful skill is involved in the manipulation of sugar. But don't worry because there is enough sugar
in the world for everyone!

The number one rule is not to sleep with him!
You may think, "Then why would he give you stuff?" Because honey, it is not so important that he actually sleep with you, than that all friends and associates think he is. He can get sex from some other less refined females. Deep down, he knows, you're too good for him anyway. The longer he waits the more he is willing to give.

Take good care of yourself. We don't just wake up and look this good. It takes work. Pamper yourself. I get massages, manis/pedis, haircuts/styles every week. It makes you feel good, and that reflects in your demeanor. And THAT is what he loves about you. That you are a hot, vibrant, sexy woman who loves herself.

Keep yourself busy. He doesn't want someone who lives to spend free time with him (He may say so, but he doesn't). Take classes, keep an active social roster with friends, basically always have someplace that you need to run off to. It makes you seem all the more unattainable, and he will then have to bribe you to spend time with him. And a busy career always makes for good reason why you can't go to his place. Priorities right? You have to make sure he knows that you really DON'T need him. Plus, you DO need your beauty sleep !

Be coy. Make ol' Daddy Warbucks think, without a shadow of a doubt, that you really DO love to be with him. What's not to love about a man's who adores you, shower's gifts on you, and hangs on your every word. It helps if you are a good actor. And remember: Wise is the person who can take while seeming to give..and her name is WOMAN.

If he rides your last nerve then tell him so. These men really don't mind the abuse, in fact, they rather fancy it. Why else would they go to such lengths to get what they can't possibly have? Men that are rich in power and finances live for these types of challenges. For those who are unaccustomed to the company of power players, beware! They didn't get that way for lacking in persuasiveness and negotiation. Do not relent! They will admire your steadfastness and probably be taking notes from you.

If you're an entrepreneur, have business proposals ready to discuss with him. You don't want him to just GIVE you money. You want to EARN it (or make him think that's what you want). My current sugar, agreed to my proposal, which allowed me to quit my job and focus on building my jewelry business. He paid (upfront!) for my living expenses, office space, supplies, and marketing for a 6-month period. A business relationship is also another reason why you need to remain platonic with him. He thinks that once you are successful in your endeavor, you will get down on your knees to thank him (and other things). Yeah, right.

Oh, and don't forget to tell him everything your heart desires and give him your work address or P.O. Box. DO NOT give him your home address. We don't want him stopping by whenever he feels like it. Tiffany's lets you keep a wish list just for these purposes. So he can "surprise" you. My favorite boutique sets things aside for me, so I can send him in and they can "suggest" them. Don't be shy. This IS why we keep him around, and he does want you to look good.

Sounds simple, doesn't it? Simple, yes. Easy, no. You have to be well-organized to pull this off. You have to keep your stories straight, and your men apart. Don't bite off more than you can chew. Don't let him manipulate you. And above all, don't be afraid to toss him aside when you've had enough. There will always be another one.

posted by meesh at 1:15 PM


It Is Important For Women

1. It is important to find a man who works around the
house, cooks and cleans, and helps care for the kids,
and who makes money.

2. It is important to find a man who loves to spend
money on you, and show you a good time.

3. It is important to find a man who's good in bed
and who loves to have sex with you.

4. It is important that these three men never meet.

------ from S's mother

posted by meesh at 11:55 AM

wSunday, September 29, 2002

You say it's your birthday! (dunuhnuhnunuh)

It's my birthday too, yeah!

Happy Birthday Isaac !!

Besides being stunningly handsome and sexy, Isaac posseses this illuminating wit, that never fails to delight.

And if there wasn't 3043 miles between us, the birthday boy would be getting a naughty little striptease from Meesh.

And then I would take his big, uncircum.... you guys still here?
go and wish the Laughing Boy a happy b-day.

Muuuuuahhh.Muuuuahaahhh. You... oh just.... you!!!!!

posted by meesh at 10:47 AM