robberbaron4u

Sticks and stones, sticks and stones, toss them sticks and stones at my old, hoary head. .. .words will never hurt me! LOL. . .

Hmmmm. . . .and how, pray tell, would you have an acquaintance with pimping??? As for your reference to "cylical advertising", given your production of promotional literature which rivals that of Donald J. Trump at his best Barnumesque, I daresay that you should have the personal achievement award in that category.

Possibly; on the other hand, I am not doing your homework for you. Exercise that grey matter and google!

I danced with a man who danced with a girl who danced with the Prince of Wales. . .Kyle Gibson a/k/a Kevin Wilde, a "heavy hung" legend in his own time and as close to the Peacock Throne as you can get in life. . .

Robert Sepulveda, Jr, the "Million Dollar Cock". However, vetting is a prerequisite for a hire with him; if you do not meet Rob's criteria as a client, I , too, recommend Tyler Roberts as a "top" choice.

My good, man! Forget the Fair, take me to Grey Romani! Yes, Grey Romani is now a major attraction not to be missed at St. Louis. Keep in mind, gentlemen, that he is a pitcher who plays hard ball and swings a big stick at bat and does not entertain other positions.

Forgive me the vulgarity, but, I dined on the "meat" at the time it was fresh to market twenty years or so ago. . .a memorable feast .

In his day, Sereen was a proverbial "sizzlin' streak of sex", an insatiable "top boy". One has to understand, too, that he has set himself up as a "God-King" in competition with the legitimate son of the late Shah., the Pretender, for restoration to the throne. Gods do not age. Perhaps a folly, who knows. . .after all, who would have thought Donald J. Trump to be awarded the honorific of "Gods' Gift"???.

PIERO is also an example of the good doctor's skill as a plastic surgeon.

!!!LOL!!! Thank you for a mirthful laugh. . .

It is my loop. . .get with it, man!

"ITCHY POO"

O LORD! SEND ME BACK AS A CAD, A BOUNDER, A NE'ER-DO-WELL!

An overheard lament of a celebrated RentBoy. Too, Robert Sepulveda Jr was Paul Warfel's "MasterPiece"; whatever will Sepulveda do when it comes time for a "touch up" here and there???

The glossy black AMEX card is so, if you will forgive me, "Trumpette". . .consider the "old line" New Yorker who, being of the the opinion that the chrome on his phaeton town car was so shiny as to be garish, had it coated with a dull, clear varnish for a more understated look. I will wait for the Rhodium card. . .

My post has been rated as "verbose"??? My good man, I am a lonely old man with a platinum American Express card in hand; I talk a lot as even my own mother, who is 97, has made remark; indulge me if you will. And, indeed, please consider that at my age verbosity is a virtue!

By his portfolio, my thought is that you will want to verify the odometer reading as the "vehicle", if you will, appears to be way down the road from the day it was driven off the lot as a "handsome star athlete" luxe model. . .

"He left me feeling inadequate for not meeting his needs"??? Forgive me, but, was the escort paying you??? Fault me for insensitivity toward a working stiff (not a pun), but if you are the one putting the money on the table, the one and only "need" that should be met is yours not his. . .

!!!AMEN!!! I always stand amazed that "clients" do not comprehend the how and the why and the wheretofor of the thing. . .escorting is a business, not a social relationship. "I love you, daddy" is no more than a line to be delivered in following the script. . .

The bold and beautiful boys "hang" at Malinka's pool parties as decorative accessories.

"Hotmaan" is "sizzloin' hot".

By his promotional literature, am I to surmise he is not a "clock watcher"???

If you have a pronounced interest in the Russian boys, save yourself the cost of airfare and wangle an invitation to one of Malinka Max's !!!F!AB-U-LUXE!!! pool parties at Casa Malinka on Hisbiscus Island at Miami: www.malinkamax.com

Have I got a deal for you! In today's post, I received a letter from an escort from whom I had no communication, verbal or written, in a decade, making inquiring as to whether or not I had found "love" in life; a posting address and telephone number were included in the text of the letter. (By his representation, he had found love with a rescue dog named "Purdy", but, we shall not go "there".) In his day, this man was the "physique absolute": broad shoulders, wasp waist, sculptured pecs, "fabulous" legs, and a handsome, masculine Teutonic countenance that turned heads. He was in the gym seven days a week to the end of maintaining the perfection of his form. Now, approaching fifty years of age, he yet presents nicely, but, with a generous sponsor, I have no doubt he can attain a semblance to Charles Atlas in his maturity.

!!!AMEN!!!