I’ve no idea what in hell is happening in that first video or why that room is so fruity or what exactly they were talking about—I don’t care. It’s my Raoul. I turn to him to kiss my down-ness away. He could kill a unicorn and I’d still rain kisses on his beautiful face. He could start hating dolphins, babies, Eskimos, Trollops, Christmas or rainbows and he will still—always—be my Raoul. I could walk in his house and see the Nazi flag and an
altar for Tom Cruise with a bloody head in a jar and I’d still do perverted unlawful Roman Polanski type things to him...
(My Raoul after the jump.)
P.S.
I updated my old Raoul post; the GAP video is now working and I added new photos.
P.P.S. Someone asked me if she could borrow Raoul. Um, I take death verra seriously but my answer is: OVER MY DEAD PROTESTING BODY!!! And even then never in a million gazillion bijillion years! *GRRRR*
P.P.P.S. Raoul. Is. My.
Exclusive. Loooove. Property. I may be tiny but swear to god I will karate chop chop and hi-yah here and hi-yah there anyone who will try anything. I fucking MEAN IT!
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Hola, chicas. A little update: We’re still working on the new template and hopefully, we’ll be able to finish everything today. I swear if we keep doing this, Trollop and I will kill each other—that that that evil woman!!! *GRRR*
Anyway, due to this madness (blame Trollop, totally HER fault), I hope you bee-yoo-tiful creatures won’t mind if we, er, move our
Persuasion discussion tomorrow. That way, Trollop and I can participate as well. Pretty please, with Nutella on top. :D
Geesh. Alright, alright. Here’s a little
manflesh bribe something to “persuade” you. ;P And since I’m generous today LOL, I’ll share one of those videos I usually watch for my Raoul fix. I don’t understand a word of the interview but just by standing there, Raoul is seriously giving me an orgasm... *sigh* oh, my... (HANDS OFF, HE’S MINE. For fuck’s sake, I’m not that generous! *hmph*)
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Harlot,
Even though you did NOT admit I was bestest, I’ll share. *sigh* After all, I have been a very bad friend lately, so I guess I owe you *grrr*!
BTW, that does NOT mean I’m sharing Raoul! You can have the woman if you like LOL. I am nothing if not kind, huh? :P
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There is no question about it;
they were ALL beautiful, down right drool-worthy, intensely mind-blowing knicker-burners. But like mighty warriors of yore battling for fair maidens’ favors, there can only be one oh-so-worthy left erect, er, standing to rule the land.
Ladies, let’s all hail—with our rock-hard nipple salutes!—our first ever Book Bitches’ King of Eye Candy: MY Raoul. *g*
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I’ve nothing to blog about today since Harlot will be announcing the JB raffle winner in a bit, but I needed my daily Raoul fix and being the kind, unselfish and wonderful bitch that I am decided I could share him with you guys today—BUT JUST FOR TODAY! I’m not THAT unselfish LOL.
I was looking for some pics to post and *gasp* found
My Raoul with facial hair!!! And let me tell you, I might just have take back some of what I said about
men with mustaches the other day, because my Raoul looks mighty fine and sexy with one. *wink* Maybe he could tickle me all over with it. *g* (Do not open this
link at work if you’re easily offended!)
I’ll toss in this non-facial hair one, just because he’s so damn gorgeous!
And, leaving the best for last (that being his incredible ass of course *arrgghhh*), take a look at this GAP commercial, especially the first and final scenes. My blood pressure goes up a notch every time I watch it, which is daily LOL.
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I know many of our readers are curious about us Book Bitches: what we do, where we’re from, who we shag, and most probably how come we have such filthy mouths LOL. Hence, I’ve decided to give you guys a sneak peak into my personal life, more specifically into my romantic life.
For about two years now I’ve been dating a wonderful guy: Cal Morrisey. We met through the internet (I ordered him from Amazon) and as soon as I opened my package and found out this guy could cook, I was hooked! I love everything about him: his smile, his quirky crazy friends and how they always find a way to bet on anything; the fact that he loves to feed me good food, the great funky shoes he buys for me, and most important of all, how amazingly gorgeous and incredibly sexy he is. I have to admit, I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m obsessed...
... And I have proof (you hear, Harlot!!!) that he can’t stop thinking about ME, and the great moments we’ve spend together.
From left to right: spending the day at the lake with our dog Wanker; in Positano, Italy during a mini-break getaway; and in bed together... the things he can do with that hanger, grrrr (kind of scary, actually LOL).
I’ve put together a small video of my lover Cal to share with you wonderful readers, but be warned: HANDS OFF!!! As you’ve already been able to witness, he’s totally, completely and utterly committed to his Trollop.
Enjoy!
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