I hate this box

There are no rules here. Well, besides those pesky libel suits that may buzz around from time to time, but that’s all, but besides that I can do anything, write anything, and post any pictures I want. Hum, just in case, let me rephrase that…I can do almost anything, write almost anything, and post almost any picture I could ever scrounge up. So now that the three-day rainstorm has finally cleared away, leaving my vintage apartment windows to leak, and practically not stop any water from entering my place, I’ve decided to post a few racy pictures. So racy they have to be black-and-white!
The first, since I'm such a rough brute, with no regard for other's I'll put a nasty pic of my nephew, Jett, running around at the splash pad. This day was so crazy. We covered the water holes and it made the water hoses in the middle spray water harder and swing around really fast like a firehose. Really intense stuff.

The next is Ami’s shoulder, and Matt’s chin. They were dancing here, but their eyes wanted to do something else. That’s when I zoomed in to catch every desire, every whisper, and every whimper of seduction. Then it turned ten o’clock and they went to bed and fell asleep.

The next pic is of two crazy guys looking at a small island covered in birds. They named the island “Bird Flu Isle”.