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Tuesday, June 26. 2007

Women in leather

                Because she smells like a new truck.

Posted by Bird Dog in The Culture, "Culture," Pop Culture and Recreation at 11:53 | Comments (14) | Trackbacks (0)

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For centuries, Hindu women have had a spot on their foreheads.
We have always naively thought that it had something to do with
their Religion.

The Indian Embassy in Washington , D.C. has recently revealed
the true story. When a Hindu woman gets married, she brings a
dowry into the union.

On her wedding night, the husband scratches off the spot to see
whether he has won a convenience store, a gas station, a donut
shop or a motel in North America .

If none of these, he must takea job in India answering telephones,

giving technical advice to Americans and Canadians
#1 Ghandi Candi & the Red Dot Forehead on 2007-06-26 15:10 (Reply)
We always thought they were "scratch and sniff" spots.
#2 BD on 2007-06-26 15:15 (Reply)
Oh how funny...

I must say I'm more of a silk than a leather person, but I do have a pair of leather pants I love. And boots. Lots of boots.

I absolutely adore high heeled boots. However, maybe I need to check out this whole leather thing. I think I may be more of a suede than a shiny person, however. I like soft.
#3 Cassandra (Link) on 2007-06-26 15:17 (Reply)
Silk, the drape, the tactile sensation, fires the imagination,

Leather, the Yang of Silk's Yin, together they could start a sin,

With latex adorned, the chemistry is there, and the passion and action soon fill the air.....
#3.1 Habu's alter ego ..Rhett Butler on 2007-06-26 15:29 (Reply)
I dialed a number and got the following recording:


"I am not available right now, but

Thank you for caring enough to call.

I am making some changes in my life.

Please leave a message after the

Beep. If I do not return your call,

You are one of the changes."
#4 Number please on 2007-06-26 15:31 (Reply)
It's a wonder anyone still flirts w me. Unam wearing white linen camp shirt, khaki skirt, battered brown dansko clogs, a ponytail to my waist, no makeup,a Timex, and family heirloom ring on left hand conservatively insured for 45,000. Only appealing to children and animals. Coworkers consider me Mom, Mother Confessor, never a babe!
#5 retriever on 2007-06-26 17:21 (Reply)
Well, beauty is only skin deep anyway. Besides, I bet you're a very saucy & attractive gal!
#6 buddy larsen on 2007-06-26 21:53 (Reply)
This is to Habu because he is poetry in motion tonight.

Habu,

Would the leather outfit have the same effect if I wore my Crocs instead of the stilleto heeled leather boots?
.
#7 Phoenix on 2007-06-26 22:04 (Reply)
Kids and I just enjoyed a trashy but entertaining flick called "Underworld" about a simply stunning female vampire who strides around in leather and Matrix-esque swinging coats/capes in a cosmic battle between werewolves and vampires...Ridiculous plot and visually stunning. Gorgeous women, cute guys. Kid musing "Mom, do you think if someone stretched me a foot and half, I might look as good as she does???"

But that Alessandra Ferri is who I want to dance and look like if I ever get to Heaven...

Meanwhile, hours trying to get the new Vista Dell computer set up....AAAARGH. In a fit of temporary insanity I ordered one for the kids as they send homework back and forth to school, use PUblisher, edit literary stuff for kids at school, have cross platform problems with my Macs (and I won;t pollute the Macs with Windows, which I loathe...) Husband is gnashing his teeth as he can't remember password set five years ago by ISP provider. But will he call provider and ask for a new one??? Worse than asking for direcitons....

I think that right now if I donned leather he would wave me away and say "don't bother me, it's all your fault I can't remember it..." And the children would laugh at me. Certain things are "young people's clothes" in their eyes, and they only approve of me in "Mama" clothes....

I would love one of those Matrix long leather coats that the heroine wears as she goes into that lobby and blasts it to smithereens with Neo...Maybe the kids wont object if I rent one for Halloween??
#8 retriever on 2007-06-26 22:18 (Reply)
Funny, it is mostly fantasy before 25, and absolutely afterward. Go for Halloween R. but pics later please. You will be in disguise ya know. Well, unless the local townies recognizes you.
#9 Luther McLeod on 2007-06-26 22:33 (Reply)
Phoenix,
90% of it is between the ears. Crocs, stilleto heels, flannel nightshirts ..... all window dressing.
Talk to me so that when I'm away from you the gentle breeze on my temple will remind me of you, that the rustle of leaves in the fall remind me of you, that what we say is the way we are, then loves intercourse could never be far;
So stilleto heels or crocs that soothe, it's really the thoughts that make us groove ..... all night long.
#10 Habu on 2007-06-27 01:29 (Reply)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=CX6WHvxTYHs
#11 Fleetwood Mac Habu on 2007-06-27 01:39 (Reply)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=C4IGm9E4W9g
#12 Habu ...not Sinatra on 2007-06-27 01:53 (Reply)
R, password he won't forget: the name under yours in the phone book, backwards, maybe, consonants only.

ah, crap, i gave it away. wot a big mouf.
#13 buddy larsen on 2007-06-27 08:33 (Reply)

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