In the meantime, I am thinking of studying nude yoga. I have found something exciting that I would like to share it with you:
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Partnering and Buckets
My eyes keep closing to reveal the strangest scenarios, here's one - like wooden buckets rimmed with strands of green hairlike algae. These buckets come down an assembly line on a conveyor belt. They are used for something, but I am not sure what. There are people who are angry with me for not knowing what the buckets do after they've reached the end of the conveyor belt. I just don't know. Do the authorities now come to sieze these naughty buckets? Are they ruffians, these buckets? I am being asked about their qualities, their intentions, their liquid possessions. No matter how close I look, I can't tell what their purpose is. And yet, here are ready buckets, coated in the finest emerald green algae. There is a glut of useless buckets in the factory. Everyone seems dazed.
In the meantime, I am thinking of studying nude yoga. I have found something exciting that I would like to share it with you:
In the meantime, I am thinking of studying nude yoga. I have found something exciting that I would like to share it with you:
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MM, these images give me a strange, tingling and ultimately hurtful sensation in my choad area. I blame myself. But now at least I know I am alive, and for that I thank you.
Oh Capt'n I do not wish pain on your choad...no! Only downy goodness. You are alive, Capt'n. I am attempting to make myself so. Bed first.
Dear MM:
Warning! Warning! Warning!
Practice of nude yoga likely to stimulate the body- nervous systems...etc.
Aches and pains, and errr, lotions to ease..? May release some forms of tension, but highly likely to stimulate other err, appetites? Partners in crime highly recommended!
the first image is my favorite. yoga + dirty feet = very sexy and athletic moment.
i practiced yoga directly across from a man in only tighty whiteys. for real - here in manhattan. he had on a long shirt so i did not notice when i picked my spot. later on all was revealed when he decided to take off his shirt.
aren't all sports better nude?
FB I hate it when all is revealed. Reminds me of a dream I had.
How did you know???????? That was me in the white shorts.
I am leaving all undergarments behind, now is the time for inappropriate danglers.
is that david lee roth in the bottom picture?
Dear MM,
Wow, nudies! I must say that yoga is tough enough in clothes, let alone with misplaced danglers and such. Uh, uh, not I. It's Pirates for me.
You know what? Nude yoga is a rotten idea. I tried it today and I think it's a sham. Just saying.
You need something to work against, I think. Clothes provide the ultimate in spiritual and physical tension.
Yoga in a potato sack is better than nude. PD is right, tension is the crux.
I like tension in the bathing suit area.
I like jam and ham together.
Jam and ham...the perfect marriage of salt and sweet.
Sweet wishes of plush softness to you in the nighttime, Crux.
MM, i am very worried about these nude yogis. Do their bits get pinched? And outdoor nude yoga: how can you relax when ants and crustaceans and other creepy critters could be crawling into your business? And do pebbles and gravel get embedded in the flesh? I need a drink.
Outdoor nudie yoga is a new trend. Yes, pebbles get all up in yopur business, but that is the point. It's like Bikram, where there is suffering, there is peace. A pebble in the hole is worth two in the bush--yow!
sorry for typo, yo.
pd, you are my favorite comedienne.
here's mine: a pebble in the pooper is worth getting a pinched potato sack.
W.W., if you knew how much I practiced...in front of the mirror, naked...
PD that is so revealing. I am happy to know it.
is it hot? I like my nude yoga hot.
The characters in the bottom photo make yoga and/or porn look so unapealing. They are aliens from mars? Is Scientology involved?
Just so you know:
The folks on the rock, their arses are calloused and hardened like beef jerky, nothing gets imbedded. It's tough as old boots and nails back there.
Funny you should talk about assembly lines. I've been having dreams that I have to push the button at death's door. People get in line to entire a tiny room behind a door once the door closes they fall through the floor into a human shredding machine. My job is to push the button for the trap door. A premonition of what I have to do in June, I guess. Nude yoga sounds sexy to me but Im really turned off by the farting thats bound to happen and the thought of seeing a goatse really scares me.
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