Waiting for the local's parade, officially the Masquerade March I went to Duval and Greene this afternoon, the epicenter of the week's madness. If nudity offends I hope you have already looked away I wrote a long title to this essay to be clear on that subject. The pictures I hope speak for themselves.
Michael Beaudet the palm weaver is back from two years in Hawaii, today with his biggus dickus.
"Get me to the chapel..."
She doesn't like crowds but she likes our bed. Good girl.