Happy Thanksgiving From

First I want to say how unimpressed I am that nobody commented on the position of the landing gear in that last post! LOL.
Come on people, look at it again... and think fruedian for me. LOL.

K, do you see it?

Alright then, did you smile? and say "that figures En"...


Now, I want to say thanks for the airport sex tips, and give you some feedback on that.

Most of them worked just fine, though of course some were better than others. Here is a break down of the areas and experience on a "O" rating, with four being the highest:

Vip Room (OOOO) - I especially enjoyed the VIP Room.
Dimly lit in areas of it, big comfy couches... separated offices (some with doors). And barely anyone in the place. Good, good.. this was my favorite experience by far; comfortable and classy even.
Nothing like a desk and opportunity i tell ya.

Got a drink afterwards too, thanks to the small bar they had in the lounge area. Had to wash the mouth out... you know... well. *ahem*

Empty Kiosk (OOO) - Well, yes. this was alright.... except for the 3 year old talking to Mommy and Daddy about Mickey mouse on the other side while I was trying to get off. And trying quietly even as not to corrupt Jr. on the other side.

But on another note:
Why do people insist on disciplining their way ward kids near or leaning up against empty kiosks? Don't do it people, we're trying to fuck in here.

Bathrooms (OO.5)- I opted for the mens room, because damn I get a kick out of the urinals in there. How cool is that! Honestly, I think somebody should invent something that caters to the vagina just once... and don't say it's a beday. We all know those are for assholes. Well, and they have assholes too.

Bathrooms were busy. Real busy. And something about somebody taking a dump in the next stall over was sooo distracting. Furthermore guys, your bathroom smells a bit... really. jesus.

Those diaper changing tables in the airport restrooms do not support a full grown adult. I weigh maybe a buck-o-seven right now... and my ass busted through that thing like nobody's business. Perhaps it was the pounding I was taking... but pay it no mind... I'm pretty sure it was just my weight.

Also, thanks for catching me.... appreciate that. So did the guy in stall #4.

Transportation (OOOO) - This includes busses, shuttles, trams, otherwise...Oh! and golf carts..
Good gawd. Vote Yes on the transportation, always.

Trams are hot because if you get on the right one, nobody is in the same 'car' with you, but you have the glass windows in which to show everyone on the other trams in front and behind you.

Busses and shuttles are different though; hop on a shuttle with the high back seats... sit way in the back on his lap... oh yeah baby... a ride in a ride.

Remember ladies, no panties... long skirt that hikes and spreads well... *sigh*
Moving on.


Moving walkways (O)- Includes escalators as well.
Not happening.

Can't do that in public apparently... didn't know that. Hmmm. I thought it was legal here.

I tried though Suze... I waived and all!!! The lady in the moo-moo didn't think it was funny, but I think it was because her husband was staring.... and pitching a tent. Gross.


Glory holing (?) - interesting idea. didn't have a suitcase big enough... only had a carry on. Since, well you know.. i don't wear underwear and all.

Golf carts (-) - Tried.
Couldn't pay the attendant enough to parade us through the airport while we 'did it'.
Nope.
dammit, i don't even think they took us seriously... hence the laughing and calling security.

Tried also to hijack one... wasn't pretty, can't screw and drive and expect to NOT hit an innocent bystander. Messy....
and since we already pushed airport security with the moving walkway incident and the suspicious person call, we decided to move on.

Luggage cart (OO) - Well, the inside luggage carts are easier to bend over when there's luggage associated. Kinda hard to pretend leaning on luggage so I assumed that perhaps I should go perch on the outside luggage carts.

K, no trench coat but the big puffy jacket worked...
Anyway, bad scene there... it was icy.. cold... my nipple froze to somebody's luggage handle...
nuff said.

btw... if anybody wants to know how to remove a nipple frozen to a piece of luggage, let me know. First clue.... don't rip it off like a freakin' stuck band aid.

Security - (-) was going to try the frisking thing... but no. They knew who we were (since security made us infamous there... sheesh, just trying to have a little fun!) and shot us the evil eye from across the airport plaza. I said no to that.
Nobody needed jail time during the holiday season.

The Lounge - (OOO) Good. Because damn you're thirsty from fornicating and you really need a drink. Further, sitting on a lap to fuck in a bar:

a) while every one else is just as fucked up and not noticing

OR b) noticing and not minding is hot. Just hot.
Thanks, I needed that.

Really it all ended at the lounge. Because then ya gotta start having shots.... with a guiness backer and it's all done after that. Call a cab...

Hey, everybody... Happy Thanksgiving to you all. I mean that sincerely... you've earned it.

Why not go stuff your face with some meat and fall asleep afterwards? Right? right.

I prolly wont post on Thanksgiving day... I'll be busy and enjoying other things, but thinking of all of ya and wishing for the very best for your friends and family.

K, with that said... I gotta go help Murph with his turkey.
Poor guy has no idea how to cook one (needs a woman, that guy).

But hey! You should see what a great job he's done to the basement!