sweasel.com

That sucks, Weas. Have a drink. I saw earlier when I was snooping around that you have some fine malt hooch stashed away.

Now is the time!

BTW: I fixed the leak in that rubber doll for you. She’s – ahem – fully functional now.

Meanwhile – to let you know there is justice in the world – I just had my first real shower bath in 2 weeks! It’s been spongebaths and sink shampoos for me ’cause of the stitches/staples. They’re out now.

It was heaven! I feel friggin’ clean again!! I may go do it again in an hour or so – just ’cause I can!

Awwww…you guys cleaned up the place! That’s so sweet!

Since it is late at night and my inventiveness has all but disappeared into a vortex of goo, I cannot offer you a brand new creation to call your own. Thus, I will offer you this poem that I penned in ages past. Before offering it though, I think that a preamble is required. You may note that this here is a preamble. Even though I’m writing it in the first person, it is fine with me if you read it in your very own first person. You can even reiterate it and make it vastly popular if you want.

Here’s the poem:

I am great.
I am good.
You should thank me for your food.

This here is a postamble. I know it doesn’t really rhyme or scan properly. Think of it as a prose poem with funny line breaks.

Ouch. I got on the highway an hour later and just over that hill in the background, but fortunately going in the other direction.

Every time we have our division meeting in Boston, there’s a grievous accident on the highway in the morning. I think there’s a case to be made against the company…

Or at least a VERY good case for skipping the meetings.

Somebody just found this site doing a Google search for “weasel porn.”

Sir? (Or madam, but almost certainly sir). For shame.

Yeah, he was probably looking for Brenda’s phone number.

Someone please prescribe him heavy medication!

Google-ing away
Visiting various sites
Seeking weasel porn

I googled “hot weasel porn” and got this *$#@*! website. WTF? Not a candid shot of a saucy weasel to be found. False advertising, if you ask me.

There oughtta be a law.

Well, there used to be a link to some here…. There was this here pic of a hot little ferret in lacy things in the right panel, and if you (heh) pushed her buttons in just the right order, shazammo! I still have the link in my favorites but don’t tell anybody you got it from me –

Insurance Calculations

I calls it that in case me mum comes down in the basement again this year.

Damn, Lokki. The spam filter really has it in for you…

As well it should.

Still, I wonder what set it off?

Hot?
Lacy?

Or maybe it’s some combination of the words within a certain number of words from each other. I don’t speak assembly language or (or any programming language, really) – but the logic would be something like:

If: “Lacy” lt 4 words distance from “Hot”
Then: crucify.

Lucky that I’ve learned to sew my bail money into my underwear.

Teasing the Filter again, Lokki? Good.

I bet it was the “virgin” in the link address.

But I’m usually wrong.