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Front Pose - popup image or album - She eagerly waits for you to join her and have fun.
Side Pose - popup image or album - Soon you start playing with her in the pool.
Squatting - popup image or album - You even take her to the beach for playing.
Cheers!
Everyone will celebrate tomorrow, and so will I!
If Bert's description of PLA (People's Liberation Army) women; dancing in skirts during a show in Hong Kong is anything to go by, I will be attending tomorrow's PLA celebrations to express my exhilarated feelings on Hong Kong's seventh anniversary of it's handover to China.
With my powerful SONY digital camcorder, I cannot see how I will possibly miss panties under the floating skirts of magnificent women in their uniform in Hong Kong.
Girlie pictures coming up soon, models change later tonight, and pictures of beautiful women in uniform later tomorrow night.
Cheers!
PS: Nude King isn't excited by celebrations in Hong Kong.
...reads the headline of their article.
The Iranian daily Etemaad says the creature is believed to have grown from larva to an adult frog inside her body.While it is unclear how this could have happened, the paper carries quotes from medical experts who say there are human characteristics to the animal.
Sure looks like these medical experts graduated from University of Allah's Miracles.
It has been speculated that the woman, who has not been named, unknowingly picked up the larva while she was swimming in a dirty pool.The woman, from the south-eastern city of Iranshahr, is a mother of two children.
Say hello to your little brother, kiddies.
But wait a minute. Since when did muslim women start swimming naked, it seems, as the larva got in, in pools?
All of a sudden, the war on Iraq seems well justified. Pools for the ladies!
The "so-called frog", as the newspaper puts it, has yet to undergo precise genetic and anatomic tests.But it quotes clinical biology expert Dr Aminifard as saying: "The similarities are in appearance, the shape of the fingers and the size and shape of the tongue."
If I were Dr. Aminifard, I would beat it before the guys with straight-jacket got me.
All I can think of is, Jesus will never be the same again.
Anything is possible in the land of Allah. Dare ya go swimming this summer!
Cheers!
The news article can be found here.
Credits: Via reader Wesley (Flying Dutchmen).
Lately, it's been getting nasty. For "Model of the Week" votes that is.
This week, we have another cat fight between Jongrak and Ryu Mi Oh.
While I am posting this, Jongrak has 60 votes and Ryu Mi Oh has 61 votes.
Let the best cat win. Meanwhile, the fight continues.
Cheers!
... has been short listed as one of the successful Hong Kong democrat who could soon revisit China.
Historically, China has banned some of the most outspoken democrats from entering China. And one might be surprised to know why China is now keen to invite the jackal-faced British era law professional turned politician.
But with his latest proposals, which resulted in his invitation for smooth talk by those up north, it does seem Smarty Marty played a wild card, and overnight his status has changed from traitor to a prince.
But how smarty will Marty be, only time can tell. His opponents are not idiots, as Nude King On The Blog (Ah Bo), points out.
Cheers!
Worried - popup image or album - A mosquito bit her ass. "Will I get dengue fever?". She was worried, as she inspected her ass.
In Pain - popup image or album - Changing in to her favorite choice, only a bra, she sat on the cold wood to ease her pain.
Inquiry - popup image or album - "Is my ass red?" She asked, as she perched upon the stairs.
Horny - popup image or album - She sat down, pressing the hard wood between her legs. "I am looking for some different kinda pain." She said.
In Need - popup image or album - "I need it!" She remarked, as you forced her to put on panties to forget about the pain.
"What?" You asked, a bit surprise. "On the stairs?"
Inviting - popup image or album - "No, not on the stairs." She said as she jumped out of her panties, and again spread herself naked. "Out here honey, on the sun deck..."
Note: Admittedly, the story sucks. But I just woke up and read news about mosquito and fever. Besides, I am still not fully awake. So don't expect the best. Her pictures will more than compromise for the story.
Perhaps, Ruskin, from our story department, can take over during the weekend?
Cheers!
See Thru - popup image or album - Yes, she was feeling cold. But she wanted you to notice her.
Lingerie - popup image or album - Happy that you invited her to the warmth of your house, she decided to put on nothing but her bra.
Nude - popup image or album - As her libido escalated, soon she felt hot. And there she lay nude, on the sun deck of your house.
Cheers!
Mate, I read the news and what nonsense do I see? That I've been captured?
What will it take to convince them that they have captured my wife, Mrs. Bo, and not me!
Even a kid can judge from the pictures below that Mrs. Bo and I are two separate entities. Look at the color of our hide, the patterns of our spots, shape of our jaws, and the expressions in our eyes!
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Confused - popup image or album - She was confused as she sat there. Was she looking for sex?
Brooding - popup image or album - She sat there brooding about how she could secure a bonk.
Pleased - popup image or album - She was pleased because she could seduce you.
Cheers!
OK Ruskin, now you take over the story part if you have time.
A life within a life. And how many lives do we live within a life? No one is sure.
Age is time and time is mysterious. Time eludes us every moment, yet we pretend to be unaware of its power. Which is why, perhaps, Buddha insisted upon the now:
"You live for now. Not for tomorrow, not for yesterday. What will happen tomorrow is because of now, and what you are now, is because of yesterday." Deep, that philosophy.
With such thoughts storming my mind, I switched back from a patient to my usual self, an organizer.
Ensuring that I had Rebecca's full name, and that her travel arrangements were flawless, I contacted Helen, the night-shift in-charge. Yes, Rebecca had already applied for her annual leave and true to her words, tonight would be her last duty before her holidays.
Blessed is a man who has a loving, caring, and supportive wife. My wife arranged all the gifts and thank you cards for all nurses and staff of the hospital. She was even considerate to stock my "ward" with snacks and drinks for the farewell party.
After she conveniently and purposefully left, all I had to do was wait for Rebecca to turn up...
Holy Dancing Angels!. Unexpected results in last week's model contest, and here they are:
Pimrati Kwanjai (album), Thai, is the Model of the Week with 74 votes.
I guess a lot of folks liked her a lot.
Kaori Ohara (album), Japanese, is the first runner up with 67 votes.
Woo Hoo! The boobs, cleavage, and eagerness did it for her. Yes?
Finally, Lily Chung (album), Taiwanese, finishes as the second runner up with 40 votes.
She is beautiful. No doubts. However, I reckon she got fewer votes because she was already reserved.
Come hell or high water! We move ahead with three different nationalities - Thai, Korean, and Japanese:
Piano Jongrak (album), Thai, spreads herself like a piano. So are you going to play her?
Ryu Mi Oh (album), Korean, poses in see through (see thru). Yep, we need you baby!
Tomomi Miyauchi (album), Japanese, just sits there as if asking, "are you going to vote for me?"
Let the votes be cast.
Cheers!
You can vote once in a 24 hour cycle until next Sunday, meaning once everyday.
Note: All links above are popup images, and you can also view the pictures in the album link next to each picture. Some links open in new window.
Not exactly. Now that I have to leave the hospital (on Thursday), sentiments are running high.
During these couple of weeks, I have become very attached to this place and the people. And especially to the night-shift nurses.
The fact that all of us had developed a strong bond was obvious since Father's Day, when everyone realized that I have to leave. Now, the mood around here is somber to say the least.
"According to Dr. Chan, couple of months down the road, I will be back for my next surgery." I tried to cheer them all, but to no avail. It seems they want me to be here, not as a patient but just be here.
Rebecca has been especially sad, and none of my jokes or pranks could cheer her up. This can't go on forever. And therefore, tonight I seriously decided to talk to her. Talk to her about us...
Feeling Hot - popup image or album - That summer had arrived, was evident when she stripped down to her panties...
Delighted - popup image or album - Looking out of the window, she was delighted to see the cool waves splashing on her (private) beach. Yes, it was a bright sunny day.
Basking - popup image or album - Naked, she basked under the sun as the water gently but vainly tried to cool her off.
Cheers!
For 364.001520 days the old man is insignificant, only to be remembered as a cash dispenser when in need. But all that changes on Father's Day.
When you receive your 52nd special (birthday + marriage anniversary + father's day multiplied by years of association) tie or 17th designer-wallet, you realize that even your wife thinks this is one of those (routine) days, where you are supposed to be happy.
Best "Father's Day" gifts are from your children in form of hand made cards (in their art classrooms), especially when they are below the age of 10 and have no strings attached. Unconditional love? Almost.
Surely, you can't give ties to someone who is in a hospital, where you don't want to be rude by reminding him to go back to business. Neither is wallet a very appropriate gift for someone who can hardly step out (of his room).
At the least, you can give him nothing and pretend it is an ordinary day, thereby causing no embarrassment to his nurse-girlfriends who sadly realize that, "we have fallen in love with someone who is a father and therefore, someone old."
I received my first "Father's Day" gift from Sister Mary Whatever from the Catholic church.
Lonely - popup image or album - She was lonely and kept drinking...
Desperate - popup image or album - Yes, she desperately wanted a man.
Waiting - popup image or album - She spread herself, eagerly waiting by the door. Expecting someone to come; and bonk her like a whore!
Cheers!
Lingerie - popup image or album - It started slipping off her... She was shy and embarrassed.
Topless - popup image or album - The flowers were ashamed as she was more beautiful.
Nude - popup image or album - Yes, she enjoys sitting there.
Cheers!
Note: Light and color effects for some pictures had to be changed otherwise the quality was unbearable. In other words, shades of TVB.
Folks at the local television station - TVB are organizing this year's Miss Hong Kong pageant.
You can see all 18 contestants via the link (above). Once there, click on each contestant and you will see more information (unfortunately, in Chinese).
Nonetheless, click the tabs on the left side of each contestant's enlarged picture and there are also options for a short video (doesn't work in my browser and connection) as well as email form where you can send your love notes to the contestants.
While I appreciate TVB's efforts, they have done a piss poor job on advertising their contestants (for Miss Hong Kong), and even the quality of pictures (there) suck. Perhaps, they could learn a thing or two from See Lai.
Cheers!
Front Pose - popup image or album - The world would be such a beautiful place if all women dressed like her (on the streets).
Side Pose - popup image or album - Lose the waist rag baby...
Topless - popup image or album - Yes, lucky but stupid horse. The idiot is losing out on exciting opportunities...
Cheers!
A phone call from my almost eight year old daughter in the morning...
"Daddy, after my exams we have a dance competition (sometime in mid July). Will you attend?"
"Yes I will come sugarplum," and very happy by my promise, she hung up.
My thoughts wandered back in time to events that transpired between my friend Gerald and me from our home town - 'Queen's City' - Charlotte, NC.
Historically, Charlotte is called 'Queen's City' because we have a very ugly statue of what looks like a witch, but in fact is queen Charlotte's statue on a podium right in front of the baggage claim area outside our airport - Douglas International. A remarkable statue surrounded by fountains, she is giving you her crown or a finger, any which way you want to look at it.
Anyway, Gerald was a very shy and introvert guy. Which is why one day, before new year's eve, when we were in our teens, he called me up requesting Bert-like favors:
"Ron, I am taking my gal to a ball but I don't know how to dance. Could you teach me this afternoon?"
I wasn't a dance expert, leave aside any qualifications as an instructor. But supportive of the notion - necessity is mother of invention, how could I say "no" to someone who admired me and asked for my help?
"Have no fear as Ron is here." I boldly stated and continued, "come to my house in the afternoon and within less than two hours you will dance like a feather." My mind immediately started inventing ideas about dance lessons, which as you will see below, ended up in tragic results.
We had a very interesting contest for second week of June. Click here to see the cat fight results:
Ryoko Otsuka (album), Japanese, is the Model of the Week with 75 votes.
The curves! Yep, looks like she won because of her curves.
Yang Lin (album), Taiwanese, is the first runner up with 74 votes.
She lost by just one vote to Ryoko Otsuka (above)! Well, even though I generally don't vote for any models as I am the host, I did vote for Yang Lin today to stop the cat fight. Unfortunately, even that did not help.
Finally, Fai Ganittah (album), Thai, finishes as the second runner up with 66 votes.
Looks like the Thai models are having a bad month. She should have at least exposed one boobie and that would have secured more votes for her.
This is a cruel world and we don't stop. Here we go again with three different nationalities - Japanese, Taiwanese, and Thai:
Kaori Ohara (album), Japanese, seductively displays her boobs, cleavage, and perhaps her eagerness to swallow.
Lily Chung (album), Taiwanese, looks like she is indulging in self-gratification and enjoying all by her own. But yes, she is sensual and beautiful.
Pimrati Kwanjai (album), Thai, is lost in thoughts as she looks at the flower (from you) and wonders whether she will win this contest...
Let the votes be cast.
Cheers!
You can vote once in a 24 hour cycle until next Sunday, meaning once everyday.
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Never before in the history of model contest(s) at See Lai, all three models were so close (by votes).
Yep, another cat fight, and I will wait until afternoon before I change the models for this week.
So now is the time for you to decide who the real winner is or should be. You can vote in the left side bar (top), via the options under "Who should win this week?"
Cheers!
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See Lai (this site) was repeatedly targeted by 'Not The South China Morning Post', where we had the privilege to be labeled Hong Kong's worst blog in their 'Top Ten Worst Blogs' column.
Bitter feelings aside, an occasional visit to their site this morning revealed some excellent articles and pictures.
Yep, folks at NTSCMP (Not The South China Morning Post) provide free satire and they don't give a damn as to who they piss off.
I say free, because a newly launched Hong Kong magazine with a similar theme charges HK$25, and after my first copy I didn't bother with the subscriptions.
Well, save HK$25 and go visit NTSCMP (link above). It seems they also plan to publish free editions for distribution.
Cheers!
Eternal Love - popup image or album - She looked in his eyes...
Eternal Joy - popup image or album - And she smiled...
Eternal Peace - popup image or album - "Everything will be alright." Said she. "It is how nature works."
Eternal Beauty - popup image or album - "I will always be there for you." She added.
Eternal Temptation - popup image or album - "And you will come looking for me..."
Eternal Rest - popup image or album - "We will accomplish what we wanted to..."
Cheers!
Three fellow patients came to visit me. Yes, I am still unable to walk on my own.
"Mr. Liu passed away when you were in ICU." They conveyed the sad news. Mr. Liu, a tycoon and a (serious) heart patient, was an admirer of my daily-boobie-show for the benefit of fellow patients.
"He wasn't even able to see girlies in his final days as you were in ICU..." chirped Mr. Tam, another patient and a tycoon.
Memories of Mr. Liu came to my mind...
How his mouth watered when he saw the daily boobies, and how he had to constantly adjust his pants every time I allowed him a glance at some seriously nude pictures in my notebook computer.
"Let us pray for him," I suggested as I closed my eyes.
After two minutes of silence, the Buddhists among the fellow patients finished the prayer with a sentence:
"May he (Mr. Liu) be reborn in a good family with ample chances and may he be blessed with the best (next) life."
Allowing them to finish their prayers, I concluded, "or may he be born a gigolo with lots of female customers to serve around."
Even during that sad and serious moment, everyone laughed.
Cheers!
Folks at ErosBlog are celebrating the National Penis Month.
A novel idea of Bacchus, the blog's owner, 'National Penis Month' sounds much better than 'Father's Day' when no one gives a damn!
Major attractions at ErosBlog (link above) include pictures of (Russian) Rasputin's penis. And also suggestions about the right method of worshiping penis.
Seems I missed almost half the festival during my hospitalization. However, starting tonight, I am going to teach Rebecca (my nurse) how to properly worship my penis.
Cheers!
Note: Entries in this post reflect events of yesterday (Monday).
A surprise early morning visit by Catherine; which further deprived me of my much needed sleep. Without any concern or consideration for me, the lass immediately posed a billion dollar question:
"What do you think about politics in Hong Kong?"
Gently rubbing my sleepy eyes, I realized that I was still an inhabitant of Gaia (Earth) and Catherine was Bert's wife to be.
"Please Ron, I have to submit this paper to my uni and only you can help." She pleaded.
No alcohol, caffeine, or nicotine breakfast for the sick old tired man. No more. "Well..." I thought for a while.
"Have you heard the song Ma Baker?"
She shook her head in denial.
"Do you know who Al Capone was?"
Another denial.
"Do you know that Robin Williams, the comedian is also from Chicago?"
Catherine was very uncomfortable as whatever I was saying was totally incomprehensible to her (a being with average intelligence). Therefore, I offered a simple explanation to her:
"Our Laputan leader or the "crop haired one" as per Hemlock, has all the (above) three personalities rolled into him. A case of multiple personality disorder? You bet!"
Still bewildered by my explanation, I had to offer her even simpler explanation:
"Laputan leader is like Ma Baker and his top cabinet ministers are like Ma Baker's four sons. He shares the same status as Al Capone; in that no one can get rid of him no matter what. And publicly, he behaves like Robin Williams does in his movies."
"And," I continue, "Hong Kong is like Chicago. But to understand everything better, you may want to read Skolnick's Report."
"Take my business card from the drawer in the desk over there and call Ms. Neitzke, my executive secretary in my Chicago office. She will help you with local history. Tell her Ron asked you to call. And also ask her when are those up north going to shoot a prisoner in the head so that I can get a healthy liver transplant? The cash is waiting!" I smile.
"This won't just help your paper, but it will help your life. You don't want to live a life of a slave forever or do you?" I conclude and go back to sleep without waving her good bye.
Cheers!
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Waiting - popup image or album - She is lost in thoughts while she is waiting for you.
Still Waiting - popup image or album - She selects a secluded spot on the beach and keeps waiting for you...
Happy - popup image or album - Days pass and she almost gives up on you. Finally, you arrive and she is very happy.
Note: The old format of only links and no thumbs is now back. Now this site will return back to home and work safe, except when you think it is really safe to click (the links). Cheers!
Reflecting the expressions of a langur focusing; before he leaps on a very distant branch, Bert looks out of the window as he addresses me: "Catherine and I have decided to marry in August."
Catherine looks down at the hem of her skirt between her thighs as if in full agreement. T4 or Takes Two To Tango.
"Shouldn't you delay your wedding until October? August is terribly hot for being overdressed in Hong Kong." I cast pitiful glances at Catherine.
"Besides," I whisper in Bert's ear, "blood doesn't smell that bad in winter." Bert looks at me in astonishment and puzzle. I again whisper in his ear, "the hag, Catherine's mother, this time, she will be jumping to her death from their 23rd floor apartment." Bert mercilessly grins a evil grin.
Later in the evening, Dr. Chan informs me, "you seem to be, are on a road to recovery. Should everything go all right, you could return home in ten days."
"Your English is like expat teachers in Hong Kong." I tell him, "if you aren't careful enough, you will soon be redundant."
I spend the night with five night-shift nurses (including Rebecca) and we play card games.
Front Pose - popup image or album - She throws open her shirt to attract you.
The Boob - popup image or album - She exposes a boob in order to work you up...
Nude - popup image or album - She strips naked and seduces you.
Note: The old format of only links and no thumbs is now back. Now this site will return back to home and work safe, except when you think it is really safe to click (the links). Cheers!
Just as I am about to switch off my notebook computer and play with night-shift nurses, an email arrives:
Goat wants to meet single girls.
To which I reply:
Single girls want to meet a big horse.
Have fun and Cheers!
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Note: Entries in this post reflect events of last ten days in short summaries.
Friday and Saturday:
After the resurrection, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday passed without any noteworthy events except King Kong kept prowling around. I totally exchanged seven sentences and one word with her, the last word being "bye."
Neither was she inclined to speak much. Talk about qualifications! She did sponge my face, hands, and feet. Fortunately, the tubes dangling in and around me, spared my balls from her gigantic hands.
Sunday:
Early in the morning, my wife arrived with good news. "As soon as Dr. Chan arrives, you are supposed to return to your private 'ward'."
Had I not been incapacitated, I would have jumped and hugged her.
For the second time in less than half hour, I again wanted to jump and hug my wife for introducing a beautiful lady dressed in nurse's uniform as she entered the ICU.
"Good morning, I am Elaine, your private nurse."
Warning: Click only if you are above 21. Some pictures below are partially or totally nude.
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 | She starts seducing you as she showers. |
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I fumble around my wide pillow as my cellular (mobile) phone vibrates and rings. Pain shooting through my ribs, I finally answer the call.
"Mate, everything that belongs to me is now yours."
Distinctly snarly but a very sad voice and I immediately realize that Ah Bo is on the line.
"What's wrong Ah Bo?" I am genuinely concerned as I have not heard from him since he decided to enjoy his life the way he liked.
"They took my gal!" and Ah Bo starts sobbing wildly. No, not crocodile tears.
"What?"
"Yes, I was happy with my croco-wife, whom I had personally invited by traveling all the way to Mainland China via polluted rivers. Now they have trapped her and she is a hostage. The villains even heartlessly named her 'Gucci' in anticipation of her hide for the ladies' bag."
"I wish to live no more Ron. This is a cruel world. Good bye..."
"Wait!" I feebly shout. "Perhaps, I could help..."
Note: Entries in this post reflect events of last week.
"Welcome back to the blue marble - planet Earth," I thought, as spasms of pain shot throughout my body. I must have resurrected or I never died.
Gently and slowly opening my eyes, like they do in the movies, I expected either my wife or Rebecca sitting by my side. Oh, how I would nervously smile to indicate that everything was alright. And how their worried expressions and tears in their eyes would change to a bright smile...
As I focused my eyes, I realized that there was no Rebecca or my wife near my bedside, and the room eerily looked like a sickbay from 'Star Trek' spaceship, The Enterprise. In fact, there was no woman in sight.
Suddenly, the floor started trembling as heavy footsteps came from behind.
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Results for June, first week, model of the week are out and here they are:
Cammy Tsing (album), Taiwanese, is the Model of the Week with 93 votes.
Looks like Taiwanese models are having a good time lately. Chen Shui-bian's blessings! Must be that... A dying martyr's miraculous recovery. Fatal bullet wounds healed by lovely Taiwanese boobies.
Atsuko Okamoto (album), Japanese, is the first runner up with 49 votes.
Depressed looking Atsuko, clad in nothing but rags, now looks further depressed by her poor count of votes. Rough up the competition, I'd say. Someone call the Yakuza!
Finally, Janphen Palawat (album), Thai, finishes as the second runner up with 44 votes.
Janphen, a typical Thai beauty, could have made late king of Thailand (Ananda Mahidol) stand up in his grave! But even she couldn't imagine that she would end up as a loser. "Honey, you forgot to spread..." is all we can say.
Here we go again with three different nationalities - Thai, Japanese, and Taiwanese:
Fai Ganittah (album), Thai, loves action but particularly hates bra.
Ryoko Otsuka (album), Japanese, seduces us with her enchanting figure.
Yang Lin (album), Taiwanese, merrily exposes her cleavage.
Let the votes be cast, is what I want to say, but I notice that voting is already in progress. Carry on and Cheers!
You can vote once in a 24 hour cycle until next Sunday, meaning once everyday.
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...or so it seemed at the time. The final hours of life.
But, history's first blogger blogging from his deathbed. A pinnacle. Or rather, the wonders of civilization and technology known as the Internet.
Surely a worthy reward for having spent life as a human on this planet. Throw open the doors of the Hall of Fame and let a solitary icon be exposed for the world to behold!
Those were my thoughts when I intercepted my last internet communication; hours before my surgeries in the form of Yahoo Chat with Christine, my New-Agey American friend.
"Should your astral body leave your physical body forever (in simple words she meant tha
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