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I concur. Based on more than just pictures. }(

 

Taxonomists (& hagiographers such as yrs truly) could then parse "Best" into further categories:

* looking

* feeling

* tasting

* responding...

 

Meanwhile, at the other end of the spectrum...

 

Shticks of One and Half a Dozen of the Other

 

She wheels her wheelbarrow

Through streets that are narrow...

Her barrow is narrow;

Her hips are too wide.

 

So wherever she wheels it,

The neighborhood feels it --

Her girdle keeps scraping

The homes on each side.

 

In Dublin's fair city,

Where girls are so pretty,

My Molly stands out

'Cause she weighs 18 stone (that's 256 pounds).

 

I don’t mind her fat but

It's not only that but

She's cockeyed and muscle-bound Molly Malone!

 

-- Allan Sherman

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>Rick, from the pictures I've seen, you're a contender for

>Best Butt as well as Best Chest.

 

I wasn't fishing but I'll take the compliment! :p

 

>Although there's another guy who's in hot pursuit. Derek

>something?

 

Yeah, he's not bad...if you like 'em all musclebound and constantly in "fuck" mode. }(

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>Thanks, Mr. Smith. And I'm honored to share a post with "The"

>Allan Sherman. You've just given me a great idea for the

>title of my memoirs.

 

OK, I'm even slower than usual today...clue me in?

 

>Speaking of which, are you aware of this:

>http://www.rhinohandmade.com/browse/ProductLink.lasso?Number=7891

 

THANK YOU!!! This makes my day.

 

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In fact, you'd rather be alone with it than with a blonde,

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>LOL I just did a spit-take with my protein shake. I had

>totally forgotten that line.

 

That was semi-deliberate on my part. :p

 

OK, entirely deliberate!

 

(P.S. and separately: I have yet to receive & forward certain pictures showing certain people in certain, shall we say, shadowy get-ups. But I am assured they are on the way.)

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>I have yet to receive & forward certain

>pictures showing certain people in certain, shall we say,

>shadowy get-ups. But I am assured they are on the way.

 

I was wondering about that and hoping we'd get to see them eventually...before the green flag is waved three times from the window and the walls come tumbling down. :o (hey, cryptic posting is fun!)

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>Well, let me violate the protocol even further and say the

>feeling is mutual!

 

Violation is OK by me. :D

 

(I used to have a sign in my bedroom: "Trespassers Will Be Violated.")

 

>>(Is there a surcharge for embarrassment?)

>

>Only in parallel time.

 

Paid!

 

Hoffman will write out the check.

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