<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623</id><updated>2012-01-01T01:34:56.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pale is the New Tan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5132086090799033946</id><published>2007-11-06T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:16:27.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   1. Do you believe in ghost?  If so have you every seen one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I would like to believe in them, but I've never seen one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   2. What’s the scariest movie you ever saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I don't watch scary movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   3. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if it was haunted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  No.  That would freak me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   4. If you were given a house that was free would you accept it if the last person had been murdered in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Depends on if I knew the person or not.  If I didn't know the person, then I would.  It would also depend on the circumstances surrounding the murder.  Was it random?  Was it a break-in?  Was the murderer caught? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   5. What was your most favorite costume you wore for Halloween?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  We were talking about this at work a while ago.  I actually don't remember my costumes from when I was a kid.  I think I was a witch one year, and I know I was a hippie in high school.  But other than that, I can't remember any.  Its kinda sad. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my favourite costume was in college, I was a 2-dollar whore.  It was great fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What’s your most memorable Halloween memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  After we went trick-or-treating, my brother and I would dump our loot out on the living room floor and see who got what.  We would separate it by candy type and compare.  "I got 5 skittles and you only got 4!"  We then, after much negotiation, would strike trade deals.  This way, we both ended up with what we liked.  And we always gave the stuff we didn't like to our parents...weren't we nice?  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5132086090799033946?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5132086090799033946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5132086090799033946' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5132086090799033946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5132086090799033946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/11/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3686095811401826960</id><published>2007-10-30T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T20:39:13.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I didn't like the questions this week, and I'm exhausted, so I don't feel like dealing with it.  I did find the bonus interesting though...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bonus: Who pays for a date? If the girl asks a guy out, does she pay? If you are interested in same sex partners, how do you determine who pays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I think that whoever initiates the date should pay, same goes for same sex relationships.  I think its only fair.  After a number of dates, I think it should (ideally) work out that each person is paying their fair share.  Granted, I can say all this cuz I haven't been on a date in years.  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3686095811401826960?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3686095811401826960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3686095811401826960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3686095811401826960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3686095811401826960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/10/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-2896902939499201612</id><published>2007-10-23T05:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T05:34:56.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What are your 7 favorite tactile things that turn you on? Sex (like oral, or penetrative) cannot be an answer. (Examples: silk, light tickling, etc).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: Holding like seven $100 bills?  Against my balls?&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Seven?  OMG you want me to name seven of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  What are your non-genital errogenous zones and what do you like done to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: I like having my neck kissed.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Kissing my back drives me wild lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  What sounds get you sexually charged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Some background porn is kinda fun sometimes.... or techno music!&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Porn.  I love having porn on in the background while having sex.  And its more for the sounds than the visual aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.  After losing your virginity, what is the longest you’ve gone without penetrative sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  4 months.  Or maybe longer, but I doubt it.  I was a playa in college.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.  What is your least favorite sexual position?  Why don't you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: The position where SS isn't fucking me....  like when we're watching TV or making me go shopping, etc.  And I don't like it cuz she's not fucking me.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  On top.  It hurts my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could sexually dominate or submit to 5 people - any 5, currently living or deceased - which 5 would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Hmm... dominate Angelina Jolie, Elizabeth Hurley, and Sarah Jessica Parker.  Submit to Jennifer Love Hewitt and Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Pass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-2896902939499201612?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2896902939499201612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=2896902939499201612' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2896902939499201612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2896902939499201612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/10/1.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3066642634251784252</id><published>2007-10-22T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:25:26.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back in the Groove</title><content type='html'>We're trying to get back into the swing of things after our vacation and family visit.  It was fun and even though we didn't go anywhere we did some things around here.  Its funny how the locals never do the "typical" touristy things.  So, we finally did them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this week, we're alone again and back at work full time.  I'm still recovering and still in therapy.  But I can actually type now so hopefully we'll be blogging more frequently again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're just starting to read other blogs again.  It was sorta nice to have a break from it.  The first few days I was going through a little withdrawal, but then it was a bit refreshing to stay off the computer.   Slowly but surely, we'll get caught up on everyone's blogs.  We missed you all and are looking forward to getting back into our normal routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3066642634251784252?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3066642634251784252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3066642634251784252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3066642634251784252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3066642634251784252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-back-in-groove.html' title='Getting Back in the Groove'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1690728885149468006</id><published>2007-09-30T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:48:37.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>We haven't been blogging much lately.  I still have only limited use of my right hand.  I've gotten to the point where I can now type for a few minutes with both hands.  This makes work (and blogging) easier, but still challenging. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still in therapy, but getting better everyday.  KD has been fantastic with helping me these past few weeks.  I still can't do much by myself.  KD helps me shower, he cooks for me, he even has to help me get dressed.  I can't thank him enough.  I have no idea what I would do without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more exciting news, we just upgraded to HD TV.  OMG!  Its amazing.  Even the local newscast looks better.  We love it.  Everything is so crisp and clear.  Yesterday we watched some football and it just looks like we're there.  Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Breast_Cancer_Awareness_Month"&gt;breast cancer awareness month&lt;/a&gt;.   Be sure to check out &lt;a href="http://www.boobiethon.com/"&gt;Boobie-Thon&lt;/a&gt;!  They got great pics and they are accepting submissions.  I'm not usually a fan of pink, or the whole pink ribbon thing (or any of those ribbons), but &lt;a href="http://www.save2ndbase.com/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;I like.  Don't forget to do your part this month...offer women a free breast exam!  HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be absent for a while.  October looks like it will be busy.  We've got some family coming to visit this week, so we won't have much time for blogging.  But we'll be thinking of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1690728885149468006?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1690728885149468006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1690728885149468006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1690728885149468006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1690728885149468006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-2394678531411239192</id><published>2007-09-27T06:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:27:32.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8r6ZwYWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gr02MaExUPM/s1600-h/100_0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8r6ZwYWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gr02MaExUPM/s200/100_0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108274602454311266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8sKZwYXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/kTajYs0Fuck/s1600-h/100_0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8sKZwYXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/kTajYs0Fuck/s200/100_0318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108274606749278578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8sKZwYYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DQ5m0h1z1N4/s1600-h/100_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8sKZwYYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DQ5m0h1z1N4/s200/100_0319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108274606749278594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8saZwYZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fZlfFTpKF1Q/s1600-h/100_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8saZwYZI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fZlfFTpKF1Q/s200/100_0320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108274611044245906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-2394678531411239192?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2394678531411239192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=2394678531411239192' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2394678531411239192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2394678531411239192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/hnt_27.html' title='HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ8r6ZwYWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/gr02MaExUPM/s72-c/100_0317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5175353250053609867</id><published>2007-09-25T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:59:27.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Who did you think you would marry in elementary school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Kathleen....  my god, she was the hottest blonde in the whole 6th grade.  But NOOOOO, she was dating my best friend Ben.  Asshole....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I don't believe in marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Which muppet is your favorite?  Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD:  &lt;/span&gt;Hmmmm, good question.  Animal rocked cuz he was like a heavy metal muppet.  And if The Count counts (hehe), then he rocks for being a math-thirsty vampire.  But clearly, the best muppet ever was Oscar the Grouch!  Cuz he was pissed off all the time and hated every last one of those motherf***ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Animal!  He's the only one I know and cuz he's super crazy.  And Cookie Monster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Which politician would you most like to screw? [For pleasure or revenge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Hilary Clinton....  for an old lady, she's pretty hot.  Not like, Carmen Electra-hot, but more like Stiffler's Mom-hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Screw as in "fuck" or screw as in "screw them over"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. How did you first find the g-spot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Thanks for rubbing it in....  never found it.  My self-worth is in shreds on the sidewalk outside my 3rd floor window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  I found it to be pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What is the best costume you've ever worn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geordi_LaForge"&gt;Geordi La Forge&lt;/a&gt;!  I grew up watching Star Trek: The Next Generation (oh yeah, the BEST Trek series ever, hands down) and being the token black guy on the show, I naturally wanted to be just like him.  I took one of those black, plastic headband things that look like crocodile jaws little girls use to pull their hair back as my visor thing.  Hehehehe....  I was a big dork that Halloween.  And it was almost impossible to see anything once the sun went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I was Mrs. Potato-Head.  It was my favourite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does pornography liberate or deteriorate society?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD:  &lt;/span&gt;See Fallacy of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/False_dilemma"&gt;Excluded Middle&lt;/a&gt;.  Does the colour yellow liberate or deteriorate society?  Does shaving your head liberate or deteriorate society?  Do sand castles liberate or deteriorate society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Within the right age group, I'd say it liberates society.... but in the hands of the young and/or immature, it deteriorates society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5175353250053609867?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5175353250053609867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5175353250053609867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5175353250053609867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5175353250053609867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday_25.html' title='TMI Tuesday!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8106169733983119206</id><published>2007-09-20T19:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T19:23:28.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering</title><content type='html'>As KD mentioned, I had surgery last week to explore the constant pain in the right wrist.  The surgery went well and apparently, I have a torn ligament. I'm healing, slowly but surely but now have almost no movement in my wrist.  I can move my fingers, but that's all.  KD has to help me do everything.  He's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing one handed is a pain in the ass, which is why our blog activity will slow down for the next couple of months.  We'll still try to do TMI &amp;amp; HNT, but don't expect too much.  I'll still be reading other blogs, but don't expect comments.  :(  Sorry, its just too hard.  So, we want you all to know that we're still here and still reading (and loving) your blogs.  But you probably wont hear much from us for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to add insult to my injury...I had to take my piercing out for the surgery and it closed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8106169733983119206?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8106169733983119206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8106169733983119206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8106169733983119206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8106169733983119206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/recovering.html' title='Recovering'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1143571165554353684</id><published>2007-09-20T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T06:01:39.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7s6ZwYSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YhbkHi3Ixss/s1600-h/100_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7s6ZwYSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YhbkHi3Ixss/s200/100_0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273520122552610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7s6ZwYTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/irZppLb98ME/s1600-h/100_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7s6ZwYTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/irZppLb98ME/s200/100_0315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273520122552626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7tKZwYUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BBi-H5lEXfo/s1600-h/100_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7tKZwYUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BBi-H5lEXfo/s200/100_0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273524417519938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7tKZwYVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Jyw_hUezoDY/s1600-h/100_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7tKZwYVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Jyw_hUezoDY/s200/100_0310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108273524417519954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD loves my ass and legs.  I don't think this is that great of a pic of my ass, but I guess it isn't terrible either.  I do like the one of my legs.  And this last one, for all guys that ever wonder if us chicks stare at our own titties...yep, and here's my view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!  Happy HNT!&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1143571165554353684?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1143571165554353684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1143571165554353684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1143571165554353684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1143571165554353684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/hnt_20.html' title='HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ7s6ZwYSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YhbkHi3Ixss/s72-c/100_0316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5605774607722389065</id><published>2007-09-18T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:44:38.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What is one thing a your significant other could do to you to rock your world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  Everything!!  I'm crippled from wrist surgery and can't do anything right now.  =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Pick up a PS2 controller!!  Jesus, if SS would play videogames, I'd pass out in ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Which super power (ability to turn invisible, ability to read people's thoughts, or invulnerability) would you take and why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt; Read people's thoughts!  Cuz it would help me get ahead in the business world, AND I would know when dudes are checking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Assuming I don't have to pick one of these three, I'd definitely go with super, hyper, mega high-powered brain capacity.  Essentially, become an exaggerated ultra-genius -- not necessarily KNOW everything, but like an incredible memory with lightning quick thinking and reasoning ability.  A little smarts goes a long way in getting just about anything you want, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then if we have to pick one of these three, invisibility all the way!  It's not an infraction if the ref didn't see it, right?  Hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Would you rather be tied up or tie someone else up?  Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  I'd rather be tied up, because then I don't have to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Tie someone else up -- namely, my sister.  Then I can kick her ass for being an idiot and get away untouched.  LOL, little sisters are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is your best physical and non physical asset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  My cleavage!  And who needs non-physical assets with cleavage like this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Physical asset is my smile -- most chicks (SS included) seem to think it's very cute.  Almost adorable, so I hear, although I'm partial to my shaved head and goatee.... but that's just me.  Best non-physical asset for me is my sarcasm/sweetness.  I've got that fun mix of "asshole+funny+jerk+silly" all rolled up in a genuinely decent package.  But if you ask SS, she'd add +annoying to that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If they were naming new Dwarves beyond the seven what would your name be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  Hehehe... how about Busty?  Because.......  (well, see any shots of me below!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Corny.  If you heard any of the jokes I tell at work, it'd make brilliant sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus: What's the most embarrassing thing you ever bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;   I don't know.  That's too hard... I skip it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KD: &lt;/span&gt;Well like every other guy in a long-term relationship with a woman, I've bought more than enough tampons, maxi pads, and other various feminine items to qualify.  The first time was definitely embarrassing, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say though that the most embarrassing SHOPPING experience was with a buddy of mine after one night at the bar.  So we're driving home, singing out the window, being idiots and such, when we pass by an all-night sex shop.  And we figured it'd be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; idea to pop in and see what they had...  Well, we ended up giggling and laughing and pointing at like every other item they had on the shelves.  On the way out, the chick working at the desk said something like "you guys have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; night together, OK?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, she thought we were gay!  Which would have been fine if a) we were, or b) we planned it that way.  But neither of those were the case!!   I was beet red as we walked out and she had already turned back to her magazine, like totally normal, like it was perfectly reasonable that we'd be gay with each other.  Ohhhhh myyyyy god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5605774607722389065?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5605774607722389065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5605774607722389065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5605774607722389065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5605774607722389065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday_18.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3604301658133131694</id><published>2007-09-15T07:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T07:38:50.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #13</title><content type='html'>In honour of SS's recent wrist surgery, we thought it might be nice to dedicate this Woman of the Weekend to all those wonderful professional nurses who take care of us when we're sick and injured (and waiting in the ER for 3 hours until the doc is ready for us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzMslAcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V_6Lzi-oago/s1600-h/nurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzMslAcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V_6Lzi-oago/s200/nurse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110393486530904514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzcslAdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tR4JBD5hZws/s1600-h/nurse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzcslAdI/AAAAAAAAAQY/tR4JBD5hZws/s200/nurse2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110393490825871826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzcslAeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lSe3UIrdRJ4/s1600-h/nurse3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzcslAeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lSe3UIrdRJ4/s200/nurse3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110393490825871842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDz8slAgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hi5F5aNzom0/s1600-h/nurse5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDz8slAgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/hi5F5aNzom0/s200/nurse5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110393499415806466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzsslAfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cih7RCYoXtI/s1600-h/nurse4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzsslAfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/cih7RCYoXtI/s200/nurse4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110393495120839154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3604301658133131694?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3604301658133131694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3604301658133131694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3604301658133131694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3604301658133131694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/woman-of-weekend-13.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #13'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuvDzMslAcI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V_6Lzi-oago/s72-c/nurse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1872033309245106638</id><published>2007-09-13T05:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T07:10:53.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>I think this is the week for the sports theme...and if I'm wrong, oh well.  I love Penn State , so I'll support my team anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHKZwYMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/J0g0b8gCpKI/s1600-h/100_0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHKZwYMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/J0g0b8gCpKI/s200/100_0324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108264075489468610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHaZwYNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7qZKvgt6XjA/s1600-h/100_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHaZwYNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/7qZKvgt6XjA/s200/100_0325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108264079784435922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHqZwYOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5wZ6hABnRxU/s1600-h/100_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHqZwYOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5wZ6hABnRxU/s200/100_0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108264084079403234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHqZwYPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LHmvtKJj5fo/s1600-h/100_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHqZwYPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LHmvtKJj5fo/s200/100_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108264084079403250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go PSU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1872033309245106638?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1872033309245106638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1872033309245106638' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1872033309245106638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1872033309245106638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/hnt.html' title='HNT'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQzHKZwYMI/AAAAAAAAAOg/J0g0b8gCpKI/s72-c/100_0324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3636983911355161146</id><published>2007-09-11T06:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:01:10.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>KD had to go to work early today, but hopefully he'll remember to post when he gets home.  In the meantime, you're stuck with just me.  Enjoy!  Happy Tuesday everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edit&lt;/span&gt;:  Sweeeet, I remembered!  -- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Where was the first place you ever had sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  KD's bed in his college apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: In the back seat of my 2-door 1992 Pontiac Sunbird, which was a 15th birthday gift from my grandmother.... during a snowstorm... under a bridge out in the backcountry hills of southern Illinois.  I had just finished pulling my pants up when the cop tapped on the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Does size matter? (open to interpretation boys and girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Yes size matters.  Big titties good, big penis bad.  Big muscles good, big bruise bad.  Big TV good, big hair bad.  Small workload good, small paycheck bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Ahhhh, so THAT'S why SS never wants sex....  my penis is too big!  Well, who'da thunk it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Have you ever had sex in your office or your place of employment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS: &lt;/span&gt;No.  Having sex in public places doesn't appeal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  That's a negative, ghostrider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Ever been skinny dipping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS: &lt;/span&gt;I don't think I have.  Who wants to go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  I HATE SWIMMING!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Top or bottom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Top of the world, bottom of the doggie pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  I'll go with bottom.  Takes less effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus: Where were you September 11, 2001?  What were you doing when you first heard about the twin towers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:  &lt;/span&gt;Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Clear as day, I remember sitting in my military science class back in training with the US Marines when we heard about it.  One of the senior Navy petty officer's came in to tell us, immediately the whole unit went crazy.  Even had the TV on in time to physically see the 2nd plane hit.... until that one, we thought it was a mistake, or a hoax or a bad accident.  The 2nd plane was like, HO...LY....SHIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I got kicked out of the Marines early -- I'd be in Iraq right now cuz of that 9-11 bullshit!  I still know a bunch of guys who were/are over there and by all accounts its Hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3636983911355161146?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3636983911355161146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3636983911355161146' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3636983911355161146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3636983911355161146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday_11.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-6400746430791618921</id><published>2007-09-10T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:01:50.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intertwined</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ0S6ZwYQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x6xuMnp80wQ/s1600-h/100_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ0S6ZwYQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x6xuMnp80wQ/s320/100_0301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108265376864559362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ0TKZwYRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tvAHSmzjH9k/s1600-h/100_0307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ0TKZwYRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tvAHSmzjH9k/s320/100_0307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108265381159526674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-6400746430791618921?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6400746430791618921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=6400746430791618921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6400746430791618921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6400746430791618921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/intertwined.html' title='Intertwined'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuQ0S6ZwYQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/x6xuMnp80wQ/s72-c/100_0301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5020106613245302975</id><published>2007-09-08T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T06:48:14.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #12</title><content type='html'>This week we have a spotlight on Natasha Nice.   A seriously hot little number with dark hair, big soft tits and eyes to DIE for.   Now, she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; be what you call a "pornographic film actress" or as we say at Penn State... a bangin' ass  beeotch.  At any rate, sign me up for some of THAT action.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge. (Warning: that might actually happen if you do click.....  hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSKZwYHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/o8TgpIiGljM/s1600-h/natasha+nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSKZwYHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/o8TgpIiGljM/s200/natasha+nice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019073375035506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSaZwYII/AAAAAAAAAOA/RbjONHsdMx0/s1600-h/natasha+nice2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSaZwYII/AAAAAAAAAOA/RbjONHsdMx0/s200/natasha+nice2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019077670002818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSqZwYJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/I8tiODeYaUM/s1600-h/natasha+nice5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSqZwYJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/I8tiODeYaUM/s200/natasha+nice5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019081964970130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSqZwYKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/b26O9gSdtMg/s1600-h/natasha+nice8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSqZwYKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/b26O9gSdtMg/s200/natasha+nice8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019081964970146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUS6ZwYLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HukaSM4f4-Q/s1600-h/natasha+nice9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUS6ZwYLI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HukaSM4f4-Q/s200/natasha+nice9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108019086259937458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5020106613245302975?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5020106613245302975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5020106613245302975' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5020106613245302975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5020106613245302975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/woman-of-weekend-12.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #12'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RuNUSKZwYHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/o8TgpIiGljM/s72-c/natasha+nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8884573604394444187</id><published>2007-09-06T06:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T06:30:52.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_WOaZwYGI/AAAAAAAAANw/O-cA23cJL5I/s1600-h/boobyfucking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_WOaZwYGI/AAAAAAAAANw/O-cA23cJL5I/s200/boobyfucking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107036045555294306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_WGqZwYFI/AAAAAAAAANo/btREIpXyMtw/s1600-h/bj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_WGqZwYFI/AAAAAAAAANo/btREIpXyMtw/s200/bj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107035912411308114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_Vi6ZwYEI/AAAAAAAAANg/QTs_XcJVBcE/s1600-h/hnt+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_Vi6ZwYEI/AAAAAAAAANg/QTs_XcJVBcE/s200/hnt+new.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107035298230984770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_VeqZwYDI/AAAAAAAAANY/HgwWMrOtuVQ/s1600-h/newlegs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_VeqZwYDI/AAAAAAAAANY/HgwWMrOtuVQ/s200/newlegs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107035225216540722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_UaaZwYCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oEGw4AfaE4U/s1600-h/HNT4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_UaaZwYCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/oEGw4AfaE4U/s320/HNT4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107034052690468898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday everyone!  Sorry - no new pics this week.  But hope you enjoy this collection from old pictures.  Some have been posted before, some are from previous shoots but not yet posted.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8884573604394444187?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8884573604394444187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8884573604394444187' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8884573604394444187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8884573604394444187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-hnt.html' title='Happy HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rt_WOaZwYGI/AAAAAAAAANw/O-cA23cJL5I/s72-c/boobyfucking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7683291281467551304</id><published>2007-09-04T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:31:27.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What did you eat for dinner yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Roasted garlic potatoes and &lt;a href="http://www.quorn.us//cmpage.aspx?pageid=462&amp;productid=152"&gt;fake chik'n&lt;/a&gt;.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD:  &lt;/span&gt;Same same -- SS cooked for me.  Sweeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. How much cash is in your purse/wallet right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I think $3.  I don't carry cash very often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  A little over twenty bucks.  Today was "rent" day, so no cash to spare, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What have you done to avoid being flirted with by someone you didn't like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Last night when KD wanted to have sex, I pretended to be asleep...does that count? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, that didn't happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  She's not kidding....  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Do you believe the theory "Once a cheater always a cheater"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:   No.  A theory must be applicable to all people and I don't think this is.  It depends on the person, the circumstances, etc.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Well, the depends on what "cheater" really means.  Without a digression, I think that's not true -- a "cheater" in the right relationship either won't cheat or will "do" something but it won't be called cheating.  It's all about perspective and discussion and having a relationship open to both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Describe your sex life in two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  "Not tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Pulling teeth [ it's like.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Would you/have you ever paid money for sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Indirectly, yes, we all have.  Would I ever directly exchange cash for sex?  Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Shit yeah, I would!  I haven't actually paid a girl cash to fuck her, but I'm hoping the chance comes up soon.  Hell, I half-joke with SS all the time I'll give her money for sex.... but even though she looooooves money, she STILL says no.  Apparently, even I can't afford my girlfriend.  =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7683291281467551304?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7683291281467551304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7683291281467551304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7683291281467551304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7683291281467551304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/09/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5699970776181960654</id><published>2007-08-30T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T07:04:25.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT!</title><content type='html'>Happy HNT everyone!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-xaZwYBI/AAAAAAAAANI/oefRcOsL3po/s1600-h/HNT3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-xaZwYBI/AAAAAAAAANI/oefRcOsL3po/s320/HNT3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103139977641877522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-rqZwYAI/AAAAAAAAANA/mZqmmMLua7o/s1600-h/HNT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-rqZwYAI/AAAAAAAAANA/mZqmmMLua7o/s320/HNT2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103139878857629698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-lqZwX_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/QneCyxbg4j8/s1600-h/HNT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-lqZwX_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/QneCyxbg4j8/s320/HNT1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103139775778414578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5699970776181960654?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5699970776181960654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5699970776181960654' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5699970776181960654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5699970776181960654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt_30.html' title='HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RtH-xaZwYBI/AAAAAAAAANI/oefRcOsL3po/s72-c/HNT3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4242871456946698189</id><published>2007-08-28T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T19:33:12.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What is the best relationship advice you've ever received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:  &lt;/span&gt;To keep working at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: "Stay away from them women!" -- my mom, circa 9th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. How many people have you dated at once?  How many people do you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is acceptable to date at once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  12.  I think 12 is an acceptable number; anything more than that and you start to lose track of who's who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: I think I only went so far as two-timing my bitches.  That's not so bad, eh?  SS had a dozen for fuck's sake.  (she's horny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What made your worst kiss so bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Stiffness.  I can't really explain it, but if you've ever kissed someone like this you'll know.  The lips and tongue are so stiff and rigid, it just makes it terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Ugliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Can a relationship last if the sex is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  God, I hope so.  Just kidding honey!  In all honesty though, I think it can.  There are plenty of sexless marriages that are happy and successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What one thing would you like your partner to do every time you have sex with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Make me cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Ok... but only if you deepthroat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Ass &amp; titties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: I'm very flirty at work, at restaurants, at the mall, at the.... I'm flirty!  A sincere compliment goes a long way with women, I've found.  And apparently I have a nice smile, according to SS and about 10 other girls at work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4242871456946698189?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4242871456946698189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4242871456946698189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4242871456946698189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4242871456946698189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday_28.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3053550203132918667</id><published>2007-08-27T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T07:40:24.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #11</title><content type='html'>KD has failed you and me.  He failed to post all weekend, despite not having anything better to do.  So here I am again saving his ass.  And speaking of ass...&lt;a href="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0153.jpg"&gt;check this out&lt;/a&gt;!  Jodi Leigh Miller may not have the cutest face in the world, but my god...look at that body.  Yep, she's a professional bodybuilder/fitness model/hard bod.  And she is my inspiration for getting in shape.  I know that I'll never look like her.  But I figure that if I set my goals higher than I need, I should land nicely where I want to be.  And so, here is the Woman of the Weekend: Jodi Leigh Miller.  Be inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shemuscle.com/free_pics/dsc_3450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.shemuscle.com/free_pics/dsc_3450.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0176.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.musclemoods.com/still/jodi_miller/images/jodi0070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imagesofvenus.com/preview/free/jodx8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.imagesofvenus.com/preview/free/jodx8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imagesofvenus.com/preview/free/jdi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.imagesofvenus.com/preview/free/jdi10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's hot and she'll kick your ass when you misbehave!  She's my hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3053550203132918667?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3053550203132918667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3053550203132918667' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3053550203132918667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3053550203132918667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/woman-of-weekend-11.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #11'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-261678559027347696</id><published>2007-08-23T07:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:39:53.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>Thursday already!!!  No sexy pictures this week, sorry, but at least I got something.  (Which is more than we've done the past few weeks.) &lt;br /&gt;While this may not seem like much, it is a big step for me.  I took these pictures on my phone while at the mall this weekend.  I had just gotten a pedicure and love this new colour! &lt;br /&gt;Doesn't sound like much, but for me, the big deal was that I finally set up the bluetooth on my phone and laptop and transferred the pictures that way.  YAY!  Go me.  So, like the pics or not, at least I now know how to us bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rs1xtKZwX-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bkq90izEO1o/s1600-h/08-18-07_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rs1xtKZwX-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bkq90izEO1o/s200/08-18-07_1429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101858973581074402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rs1wNaZwX9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/xD13qRI0T8E/s1600-h/08-18-07_1430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rs1wNaZwX9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/xD13qRI0T8E/s200/08-18-07_1430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101857328608600018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-261678559027347696?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/261678559027347696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=261678559027347696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/261678559027347696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/261678559027347696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt.html' title='HNT'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rs1xtKZwX-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/bkq90izEO1o/s72-c/08-18-07_1429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4710001508611065059</id><published>2007-08-21T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T20:47:22.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What’s the deal with blue balls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  They're no different than red balls or yellow balls.  Personally when I play mini-golf I like to use blue balls, but for kickball I like yellow balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  The DEAL with blue balls, my good friend, is that women from coast to coast, from sea to shining mother fucking sea DON'T. FUCKING. GET. THEM....  I can promise you if chicks ever got the equivalent of blue balls when they send us home with no sex, that fuckin phenomenon ends, real damn fast.  If they got.... like purple pussy or something I'd be willing to bet the amount of chicks that put out on the first date triples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one can dream, can't one?  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What is the hottest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.maximonline.com/Entertainment/Riskybusiness/slideshow/4484/303.aspx"&gt;vehicular sex scene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in a movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://talkaboutsexxx.blogspot.com/2007/08/hnt_15.html"&gt;This is&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  The only one I can think of is Charlie Sheen and Kristy Swanson in the Getaway.  It was pretty hot (cuz of her) and pretty surreal (cuz of him) at the same time.  Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Strap-on? yes, no, give, receive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I would think it would be very awkward to get the motion right going.  But if I had a willing, patient partner, I'd give it a try.  Would I want to be on the receiving end of it?  In the right situation that could be hot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Uhm...  maybe a chick on SS or something.  I think I'll pass for now, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is the average penis length?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: To ask most guys I knew in high school and college its about 8 inches.  In reality, I think its more like 5.5 or 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Yeah, honest average is around 5.5 inches.  Which sucks.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. How do you stimulate his prostate? Guys, do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  This is not something I have explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  No thanks!  I'm all stocked up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Confession Tuesday... tell me a secret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: The only reason I had sex with KD this morning, was so I wouldn't have to go to the gym.  But I kept it secret from him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: I'm boring, so no real secrets.  Sorry....  (And you suck, SS!  And you should "skip" the gym tomorrow too.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4710001508611065059?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4710001508611065059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4710001508611065059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4710001508611065059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4710001508611065059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday_21.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1307215155771667179</id><published>2007-08-19T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:56:03.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #10</title><content type='html'>KD here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from London just yesterday, and I'm glad to be back on US timezones -- jet lag seems almost non-existent today, which is nice. Although, as I understand it, it's pretty easy to fly east (ie, back here). The tough part is flying west -- not only losing sleep from the travel, but also losing 5 hrs of timezone difference, since London is 5 hrs ahead of us (east coast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a great trip. In addition to sight-seeing/drinking at pubs, I had a very productive week at work and even got potentially offered a position with our London branch office. Jolly good, old chap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought in honour of how great things are at work, here's a very sexy, but very work-safe, well-dressed Woman of the Weekend.  If you have a casual office,  she might even walk by your cubicle tomorrow!   Feel free to show all your colleagues.  Click to enlarge, and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rsisl6ZwX3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/PFCk1Rfuidk/s1600-h/crystal11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rsisl6ZwX3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/PFCk1Rfuidk/s200/crystal11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100516345329508210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRKZwX4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/DmjAfrGFLRE/s1600-h/crystal22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRKZwX4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/DmjAfrGFLRE/s200/crystal22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100517088358850434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsislqZwX0I/AAAAAAAAALg/bq-x7SECaEk/s1600-h/bitch43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsislqZwX0I/AAAAAAAAALg/bq-x7SECaEk/s200/bitch43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100516341034540866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rsisl6ZwX1I/AAAAAAAAALo/r5M2bv8Sn_Y/s1600-h/bitch285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rsisl6ZwX1I/AAAAAAAAALo/r5M2bv8Sn_Y/s200/bitch285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100516345329508178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitR6ZwX7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Dx6XQv0D5ZQ/s1600-h/nella+Mehinovic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitR6ZwX7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/Dx6XQv0D5ZQ/s200/nella+Mehinovic8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100517101243752370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitSKZwX8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/5WNQpUc3ugo/s1600-h/victoria+anisova5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitSKZwX8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/5WNQpUc3ugo/s200/victoria+anisova5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100517105538719682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRaZwX5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2qJvrTxiJjI/s1600-h/jen+lauer6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRaZwX5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2qJvrTxiJjI/s200/jen+lauer6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100517092653817746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRqZwX6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/V7tR8cb5Q3c/s1600-h/natalie+raitano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RsitRqZwX6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/V7tR8cb5Q3c/s200/natalie+raitano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100517096948785058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Mario/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/jen%20lauer6.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1307215155771667179?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1307215155771667179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1307215155771667179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1307215155771667179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1307215155771667179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/woman-of-weekend-10.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #10'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rsisl6ZwX3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/PFCk1Rfuidk/s72-c/crystal11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4517014345534966103</id><published>2007-08-15T19:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:39:36.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Throating</title><content type='html'>This was posted on one of the forums I read.  I am speechless.  Discuss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.imageevent.com/agsguy/apr/apr-deept.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos.imageevent.com/agsguy/apr/apr-deept.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you guys love that blow job???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4517014345534966103?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4517014345534966103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4517014345534966103' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4517014345534966103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4517014345534966103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/deep-throating.html' title='Deep Throating'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1037509628050162707</id><published>2007-08-14T07:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:48:46.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Define "infidelity" as it relates to a relationship. Have you ever been guilty of infidelity? Have you ever been the victim of infidelity? Have you ever been a participant in someone else's infidelity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Infidelity is doing something that you agreed with your partner that you would not do.  No, I have not been guilty of this.  Have I been a victim of this???  Well, maybe, sorta, kinda.  A long time ago.  Have I been a participant in someone else's infidelity?  Not to my knowledge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What is the last thing you stole?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Hmm, stealing is bad.  I don't think I've stolen anything recently. &lt;br /&gt;Edit...see bottom of post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Name on place in your country that you have never been but would like to visit and why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Vegas!  Because what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. When movies can you watch over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Not many.  I'm not a big movie person.  If I haven't seen a movie in a long time, I can maybe watch it again.  But if I already know how it plays out, I'm not going to want to watch it.  I'm just not like that...Unless we're talking about porn.  There are some (very few) porns that I can watch over and over and over again.  And they do the trick every time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Who is the last person you saw naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Myself.  Other than that, there was &lt;a href="http://www.fuckme101.com/new-hub-pics/hairy/images/%A0bear-beefy-man-mature-naked-photo.jpg"&gt;this man&lt;/a&gt; in my dreams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm totally kidding.  The last person I saw naked was KD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In honor of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.menshealth.com/cda/article.do?site=MensHealth&amp;channel=sex.relationships&amp;amp;category=hooking.up&amp;conitem=ec9b13f81a4d3110VgnVCM20000012281eac____"&gt;237 reasons we have sex study&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Tell us at least five but not more than ten reason you have had sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To "scratch the itch"&lt;br /&gt;2. To get KD off me so I can go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;3. Because I was drunk and lonely (not with KD)&lt;br /&gt;4. Cuz he was fuckin hot!&lt;br /&gt;5. Just we could say we did it in an unusual place (ie the top of a mountain)&lt;br /&gt;6. And last but not least, because I love KD.  This type of sex doesn't happen all the time, but it's nice when it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally steal the vid from the TMI site, but this was too funny!  Enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the type of "lady" I habitually find on internet dating sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hm7pp_JFOs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hm7pp_JFOs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy TMI to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1037509628050162707?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1037509628050162707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1037509628050162707' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1037509628050162707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1037509628050162707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday_14.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-6796805985132873397</id><published>2007-08-12T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T07:36:11.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #9</title><content type='html'>KD has been abducted by corporate aliens and taken to their secret testing site (aka London) for a week.  So I'm all alone!  And totally loving it!  ;-)  To celebrate,  I'm getting a massage today (I told KD I was in mourning and the only thing that would make me feel better is to get a massage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kidding...sorta.  But really, I don't understand how people get so bent out of shape over their partner/spouse/significant other being out of a town for a week.  It's only a week.  Personally, I'm looking forward to a little ME time (hence the massage).  I'm looking forward to sleeping in.  And I'm really, really looking forward to turning the air conditioner up so I'm not freezing my ass off all damn day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came up in conversation at lunch the other day that KD was going to be gone for a whole week.  Some of the people I work with went nuts.  Oh my god, are you going to be ok?  What are you going to do?  Are you guys going to be able to sleep alone?  Umm hell yes I'm going to be able to sleep alone.  I love taking up the whole damn bed!  ;-)  But the bottom line is...yes I will miss him, but not enough to get all bent out of shape over.  Its only a week.  Maybe we're just weird, but one week is not a long time to be apart...at least not to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough of me bitching.  I'm stuck doing the Woman of the Weekend this week, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpapers-zone.com/wallpapers/stars_et_top_models_femmes/elizabeth_hurley/elizabeth_hurley_066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.wallpapers-zone.com/wallpapers/stars_et_top_models_femmes/elizabeth_hurley/elizabeth_hurley_066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_boobs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_boobs.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD absolutely loves Elizabeth Hurley, and its easy to see why.  Since he is in the UK for the week, I thought it would be appropriate to have some pics of her.  I could have found more pics, but I didn't want to be late for my massage!  hehe  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_nipples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_nipples.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.gagreport.com/Funny_Pictures/Elizabeth_Hurley/elizabeth_hurley_beautiful.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-6796805985132873397?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6796805985132873397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=6796805985132873397' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6796805985132873397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6796805985132873397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/woman-of-weekend-9.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #9'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-706681847756961189</id><published>2007-08-08T07:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T07:32:28.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Inch in One Month</title><content type='html'>I decided that KD and I needed a little more motivation to work out, eat right, and get in better shape.  We've been doing pretty well, but this summer things have gotten a little busier and staying on track has been a little harder.  In the past, we had a great system going where we paid each other if we didn't go the gym.  It worked really well.  I think we can all agree that you're more likely to stick to it if you have a goal, complete with rewards &amp; punishments.  So, we (well, I) came up with a new plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on a mission to lose one inch in one month ("the angry inch" as KD refers to it).  If KD does not lose an inch, then he is not allowed to play video games for a full week (this will torture him).  If I don't lose an inch, we have to have sex everyday for 2 weeks.  (Don't get me wrong, I like sex, but not every day.  Plus it really starts to hurt my pussy after a few days in a row, so this will definitely be motivational for me.  KD on the other hand is secretly hoping that I lose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there we have it.  A reasonable, easy to measure goal, with a time line, and motivation to succeed.  We started yesterday and took measurements (no you don't get to know what they are).  This month will be hard for us, KD especially.  He is going on a business trip for a week.  I'll be alone for a week.  So we'll both be more likely to not work out AND not eat right.  Hopefully this goal will be enough to keep us on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd love to have others join us in this challenge.  Even if you don't want to lose an inch, pick a goal, set up a reward or punishment and do it this month.  Come on, who's in?  The more the merrier!  And the more people that sign up, the more motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-706681847756961189?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/706681847756961189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=706681847756961189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/706681847756961189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/706681847756961189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-inch-in-one-month.html' title='One Inch in One Month'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5905116113050358450</id><published>2007-08-07T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T19:56:49.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What is the worst/corniest pick up line someone has used on you and/or you used?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Well, last year when I was visiting London on business, we went out on a pub crawl and I went up to one of the bartender's and basically blurted out, all drunk and silly, "Hey, I'm American, wanna fuck?"   (I think it may have come out to her more like "can I get a pint, please", but damn if it didn't almost work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Do people still try to use pickup lines?  I don't think I've ever used one.  I usually just say, "so, you wanna fuck?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever gone out on a date with someone and went home with someone else?  Explain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Kind of.  I once went to a bar and saw this chick out whom I had previously flirted with pretty heavy at a party.  So of course, I went over and struck up conversation with her and her friend -- I don't think I had met her before.  Anyway, so the friend was definitely hotter -- she kinda looked like a shorter version of Amy Lee (see below post)!   And less than 4 hrs later, my cock was stuffed hilt-deep in the friend's mouth as she knelt with her back against the bathroom wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the reason I said "kind of".  They lived together so technically -- I went home with both of them!!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Nope.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is the worst thing (spread a rumor, hook up with their SO, etc...) that you did to a friend? Did they do anything to deserve it? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  The worst thing I ever did to a friend was move away and stop calling.  I'm an asshole like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:&lt;/span&gt;  I don't think I've done anything that would count as really terrible.  Sure, I've gossiped about friends behind their backs, but who hasn't.  Other than minor stuff, I can't say I've done anything worth writing about.  Damn, it sucks being a nice person.  I'd have a lot more stories to share if I wasn't.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is your favorite sex scene in a regular movie (not porn)?  Why?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  You know, to be honest -- I really can't remember any!  Like, I know there's one in Sliver with Sharon Stone that I "seem" to recall was pretty good -- but I was like in my mid teens when that came out, so ANY sex scene was like "omgwtfbbq!"  Same with the sex scene from Boyz N The Hood.  If I saw them again I probably wouldn't be impressed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:   None really stick out.  In fact, the only ones that come to mind are from American Pie...and I wouldn't classify them as "good" sex scenes, but they were pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?  What would you change on your SO?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  For myself, if I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; change it -- I'd change my metabolism.  Ever wonder how the "thin" people at work can stay in great shape while eating all the bulllllllshit they eat most days?  Cuz they have a faster metabolism then you, probably.  Bastards.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nooooooo, that's not possible so I gotta do it the old-fashioned way, by challenging SS to a fat loss contest.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I am perfect.  There is nothing that needs to be changed.  (Ok, so seriously, I'd like to change my inner thighs, but what woman wouldn't?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as in optional&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;): What countries, other than your own, have you had sex in?  Was it someone on the trip with you?  Someone from that country?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  Awwwww man, I've really only ever been to two other countries -- London, UK and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dubai"&gt;Dubai, UAE&lt;/a&gt;.  In London, it was surprisingly enough an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Australian&lt;/span&gt; chick I met who works for our branch office there.  Hot sex &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;was, damnit -- I ate her pussy so hard, I literally pulled a muscle in my tongue!  Hurt for a few hours the next morning, to be honest with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in Dubai it was just SS, so meh....  (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I have had sex in the United States and the United Arab Emirates.  Both with KD obviously, and a few other Americans in college (ok, so maybe it was more than a few, whatever).  I also hooked up with someone else in Dubai, although we did not have intercourse.  Even though its my country, I'll mention it anyway...I also have had sex in Canada, both with KD and another person (not at the same time...although that's on the to-do list).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5905116113050358450?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5905116113050358450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5905116113050358450' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5905116113050358450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5905116113050358450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4314380854290675298</id><published>2007-08-05T15:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T16:05:14.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #8</title><content type='html'>Well.... for this edition of Woman of the Weekend, I thought I might highlight a couple damn sexy shots of the damn sexy lead singer of the pretty goddamn shitty band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evanescence"&gt;Evanescence&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, they basically suck and it pisses me off that such a clearly talented female vocalist is caught up with such a clearly commercial/pre-packaged "act".  But the upside to their mega-fame is there's tons of media attention on them, and hence hundreds of photo shoots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge -- and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrYrDGArXjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M6rJPJHWuLE/s1600-h/amy+lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrYrDGArXjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M6rJPJHWuLE/s200/amy+lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095307360569351730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrYrDWArXkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mjzqlTawm_w/s1600-h/amy+lee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrYrDWArXkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mjzqlTawm_w/s200/amy+lee2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095307364864319042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4314380854290675298?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4314380854290675298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4314380854290675298' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4314380854290675298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4314380854290675298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/woman-of-weekend-8.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #8'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrYrDGArXjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/M6rJPJHWuLE/s72-c/amy+lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1771692183301829523</id><published>2007-08-03T07:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T07:55:38.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Exercise Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.yourfilehost.com/media.php?cat=video&amp;amp;file=keeping_your_horny_wife_in_shape.wmv"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1771692183301829523?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1771692183301829523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1771692183301829523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1771692183301829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1771692183301829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-exercise-plan.html' title='My New Exercise Plan'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-968113048726165319</id><published>2007-08-01T20:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T07:20:10.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEg0WArXeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4vc73i3vvD8/s1600-h/boobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEg0WArXeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4vc73i3vvD8/s200/boobs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093888737166450146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To make up for not posting last week, I wanted to take some new super sexy pictures.  But...that didn't happen.  KD had a happy hour last night, so I was home alone and didn't feel like taking pictures on my own.  So instead,  here's a collection of pics from some old shoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrG9qWArXiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8DBqDThMY4E/s1600-h/small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrG9qWArXiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8DBqDThMY4E/s200/small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094061188693319202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEg7mArXfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j5s_32a2uj0/s1600-h/boobyfucking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEg7mArXfI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j5s_32a2uj0/s200/boobyfucking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093888861720501746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEiKGArXgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uiNTyD_v9Rc/s1600-h/newpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEiKGArXgI/AAAAAAAAAJg/uiNTyD_v9Rc/s200/newpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093890210340232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEgrWArXdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bB2G4U9mFkE/s1600-h/upsidedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEgrWArXdI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bB2G4U9mFkE/s200/upsidedown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093888582547627474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-968113048726165319?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/968113048726165319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=968113048726165319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/968113048726165319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/968113048726165319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-hnt.html' title='Happy HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RrEg0WArXeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4vc73i3vvD8/s72-c/boobs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7512768794780109668</id><published>2007-08-01T06:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T06:55:07.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to Have Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070801/ap_on_he_me/sex_reasons"&gt;Reasons to Have Sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you actually needed a reason?  Anyway, it got me thinking, why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;we have sex?  Sure its fun, and something to do to pass the time, and it feels great (well, sometimes it only feels good, but thats ok too) and its fun and it feels good.   But I don't just mean KD &amp; I, I mean everyone...  So discuss, why do you have sex?  Talk amongst yourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7512768794780109668?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7512768794780109668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7512768794780109668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7512768794780109668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7512768794780109668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/08/reasons-to-have-sex.html' title='Reasons to Have Sex'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-9136220374888261722</id><published>2007-07-31T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:20:55.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>We failed to post all week...we're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Toilet paper:  over, under, or what the hell are you talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Who cares?  Humans were made to adapt.... so just deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Over, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Toilet when you are done: everything up, seat down but lid up, everything down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Well, everything down I guess is ideal, but I have a tendency to let it it slam on the way down, which pisses off our downstairs neighbor, which gets us written up in the leasing office, which pisses me off, which makes me do things to spite my downstairs neighbor.... like let the toilet seat slam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  everything down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. When was the last time you kissed someone not your significant other? [I am talking about a kiss with some gusto not just a little hello or goodbye peck] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;: Hmmm...  my "Australian Girlfriend".  This chick I know who's from Australia, who works for our London office, who flew to visit me here in the states while SS was out of town.  This was like, November 2006 though, so.....  [Obviously she knows about it already -- lol, could you imagine if she didn't??]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  I have no idea.  I guess back in college; there were a number of guys that I made out with.  No specifics stand out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Would you rather have you significant other (this can be a hypothetical SO) have sex with someone else or fall in love with someone else? [You have to pick one.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  well, shit -- sex, of course!  Sex is a fun activity you have with another person!  (Or yourself, but I digress....)  Much like playing a game of Uno.  Falling in love?  That's serious business and deserves a serious spanking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  We have an open relationship.  KD has and will continue to sleep with other people and I'm totally cool with it.  In fact, I love it; it totally turns me on.  Am I weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If you had $1,000,000 to give away, how would you divide it up?  Who and how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt;:  If I had a million dollars to give away, then CLEARLY I'm already a significantly wealthy billionaire, such to challenge Mr. Gates himself.  So, I would give it all to the first chick with tits like basketballs to make me cum in her mouth using only her tongue.  Easy question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS:  &lt;/span&gt;Give away?  Sorry, I don't understand the question.  ;-)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tell us something that very few people know about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD:&lt;/span&gt;  Very few people know that I am better at choosing outfits for chicks to wear than I am myself.  Case in point, SS looks like a damn sexy little bitch at work half the time because I steered her away from what she was originally gonna put on....  hehehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just metro like that, I guess.  But then, I wear the same boring jeans, polos and Skechers everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;:  Well, people in my real life know this, but I don't think you all know yet.  I'm a vegetarian.  Not very exciting, I know, but that's all I got for now.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-9136220374888261722?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/9136220374888261722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=9136220374888261722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/9136220374888261722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/9136220374888261722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday_31.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8791055950767320438</id><published>2007-07-24T06:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:35:02.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Leather, lace or silk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD &lt;/span&gt;-- since we can't pick neoprene, I guess silk.  Lace is too '70s for me.  (1770s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS &lt;/span&gt;--  Hmmm, that depends.  It all depends on the style, cut, colour, etc.  It's not just about the fabric. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Do you subscribe (or  regularly buy) to any "dirty" magazines? Which ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD &lt;/span&gt;-- nah, porno mags are too 70's for me.  (1970s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS &lt;/span&gt;--  No.  That's what the internet is for! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Have you ever had sex in water (tub/pool/lake/ocean)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD &lt;/span&gt;-- Just once that I can recall, I think.  With SS in a jacuzzi while staying at a hotel before our friend's wedding.  She didn't even really want to....  how weird is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS &lt;/span&gt;-- See above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The three words that best describe you in bed are ____, ____, and ____. Three words that best describe your most recent partner in bed are ____, ____, and ____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD &lt;/span&gt;-- me: obsessed, playful, sweating my ass off&lt;br /&gt;partner (SS): sleek, dirty, sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS &lt;/span&gt;-- me: tired, sleepy, annoyed&lt;br /&gt;partner (KD): annoying, smelly, quick&lt;br /&gt;(I say this because that last time we had sex was yesterday morning.  We had gone for our walk and I was still exhausted so I climbed back in bed to take a 20 minute nap, when KD jumped in bed with me.  I was half asleep and just laid there waiting for him to hurry up so I could nap for a few before I had to get up and shower.  I'm evil, I know.  But god do I love my sleep!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Did you lose your virginity as an impetuous youth, "to prove that you loved" him/her, because of a romantic gesture, a newly wed or other (please describe because I can't think of what an "other" might be)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD &lt;/span&gt;-- Other!  I lost my virginity a) as an impetuous youth, but b) because my girlfriend at the time was the trashiest, most filthy horny slut I'd ever met by that time!  I was 15, she was 16, we were in the rear seat of my car, parked under a bridge, in the middle of a snow storm along an ice-covered backroad where I literally spun out 360 just trying to get to the spot.  I think she ended up getting pregnant and dating a karate master, but this was back in the mid-90's so I can't be sure.  (1990s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS &lt;/span&gt;-- I actually wasn't that young.  I was far too sheltered as a teen.  I actually lost my virginity to KD when I was 18.  I wouldn't say that it was to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prove&lt;/span&gt; that I loved him, but it was because I was a horny little slut that needed to be freed!  &lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Name three words that:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   a) get you excited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   b) make you squirm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   c) make you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt; --  a) WARHAMMER b) impregnated c) "Nooooooooooooo, &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/nationalbingonight/index"&gt;BINGO&lt;/a&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt; -- a) money b) pregnant c) boobies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8791055950767320438?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8791055950767320438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8791055950767320438' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8791055950767320438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8791055950767320438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday_24.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-185150057182743884</id><published>2007-07-22T12:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:01:58.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>Pure silliness happens &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Anyway, here' what our penis and "girl parts" are called.  On a side note, why is it that they will say penis, but not vagina or pussy.  Instead they call them girl parts.  OMG, how old are we?  It is sad that we live in a society where it is ok to say penis but not vagina.  Alright, so I'm totally over thinking this and over-reacting to what is supposed to be a little bit of mindless fun on a Sunday afternoon.  So, without further social commentary from SS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Penis Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/penisnamegenerator/peepee.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light Saber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/penisnamegenerator/"&gt;Penis Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Girl Parts Are Named:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/girlpartsnamegenerator/girlparts.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cock Pit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/girlpartsnamegenerator/"&gt;Girl Parts Name Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-185150057182743884?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/185150057182743884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=185150057182743884' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/185150057182743884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/185150057182743884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7754693311433916179</id><published>2007-07-22T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:00:22.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #7</title><content type='html'>Well, no experimenting with crazy colouration this time guys, but don't be alarmed.  There's still plenty of hotness to be seen in this woman of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dear goodness, is a she fine young woman.  Maybe it's just me, but she has oh-my-god Beautiful.  Fucking.  Eyes.   Click the pics to bring those babies closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrB9ARqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4R3ljDc-1o4/s1600-h/loli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrB9ARqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4R3ljDc-1o4/s200/loli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089988609419789986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrh9ARrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Fo1zdLMMvBU/s1600-h/loli2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrh9ARrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Fo1zdLMMvBU/s200/loli2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089988618009724594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrh9ARsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tVcPdmY0smk/s1600-h/loli3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrh9ARsI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tVcPdmY0smk/s200/loli3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089988618009724610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7754693311433916179?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7754693311433916179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7754693311433916179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7754693311433916179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7754693311433916179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/woman-of-weekend-7.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #7'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RqNFrB9ARqI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4R3ljDc-1o4/s72-c/loli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4140875245770684284</id><published>2007-07-19T06:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:00:09.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT - Fun with Colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6tSpSQdpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bbIAueXZh74/s1600-h/closeupvibe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6tSpSQdpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bbIAueXZh74/s200/closeupvibe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088695164806919826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no idea why, but I thought it would be fun to mess around with the colour tints of our pictures for this week.  Actually at first, it came up on accident, I clicked the wrong button when I was trying to crop.  But once I started playing around with it, it seemed like a good idea for some change this week.  It took well since I'm so damn pale...its like having a white canvas to work on.&lt;br /&gt;These are some more pictures from last week's session when we took the piercing shots.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6sa5SQdmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Em_iJu5d86M/s1600-h/colour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6sa5SQdmI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Em_iJu5d86M/s200/colour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088694207029212770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6sqZSQdoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MgfAhq3I1is/s1600-h/legs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6sqZSQdoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MgfAhq3I1is/s200/legs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088694473317185154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy HNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4140875245770684284?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4140875245770684284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4140875245770684284' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4140875245770684284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4140875245770684284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/hnt-fun-with-colour.html' title='HNT - Fun with Colour'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rp6tSpSQdpI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bbIAueXZh74/s72-c/closeupvibe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8246982669528550995</id><published>2007-07-17T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:43:30.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What's the sexiest type of underwear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: Definitely boyshorts -- SS has several pairs and I love them all.  And to be honest, I REALLY dislike most lingerie.  So "cheap" looking, to me.  And not "cheap" in the hot, slutty way -- but cheap and desperate like an old 80's porno.  Ugh.  Gimme boyshorts and a tank top or sports bra all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  On men...ummm...I dunno.  Doesn't matter to me as long as they're clean.  I love the boy shorts (or hipster or tangas or whatever the hell you call them) on women.  They look sexy as hell and are very comfortable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Would you/have you ever paid money for sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: After 5 and 1/2 yrs with SS, you're damn right I have!  Why, just this past weekend I paid for a new purse, a hair scarf, and a necklace.  And also this weekend, we had sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  No, but I'd accept money for sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Is facial/body hair sexy or no? (Moustache, chest, etc. for men, and underarms/legs for women.) Or do you frankly not care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  I think we're univeral that hair other than scalp and bush is a no-no for a modern woman.  Chicks with hair legs get five-across-the-eyes, damnit!  (Aka, a pimp slap, for those over 25.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For guys, body hair is no big deal until we're approaching Yeti territory.  So shave your fucking back and we're on good terms!  Facial hair on the other hand, anything goes!  Crazy goatees, the fu-manchu, porkchop 'burns, mountain man scruff -- whatever tickles your pickle is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Hell no.  Actually, on men it depends.  Facial hair can be ok on some men.  For women, body hair is no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What is the strangest thing you've ever seen featured in pornography?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Two chicks getting pissed off during the shoot and force-fucking each other against their respective guys.  Hair-pulling, spitting, slapping -- FUN!  The guys had great time, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Big sausage pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. What's worse, not enough sex or too much? Is there such a thing as "too much"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  I'm sure there's a an upper limit, though I have yet to reach it (wouldn't that be a nice problem to have??).  But "not enough" is certainly worse.  Like, Prohibition-caliber bad.  Like fuckin Great Depression awful.  Or &lt;a href="http://wizbangblog.com/images/ashlee_simpson04_c.jpg"&gt;Ashlee Simpson&lt;/a&gt; shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Too much sex hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus: What's the most illegal thing you've ever done (that you can admit to, at least)? Were you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Fine for doing 54 in a 20 zone --&gt;  $110&lt;br /&gt;Fine for getting caught with a couple lines on your mirror --&gt; 3-5 yrs and who knows how many grand in bail&lt;br /&gt;Only dealing with the former and thankfully skating on the latter --&gt; Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I've never been caught doing anything illegal.  i guess the most illegal thing I have done involves "controlled substances".  Sorry, I'm pretty tame when it comes to the law.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8246982669528550995?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8246982669528550995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8246982669528550995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8246982669528550995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8246982669528550995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday_17.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8986020752202792920</id><published>2007-07-15T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:18:44.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tattoos&lt;/span&gt;.  Say what you will about "how they'll look when you're 60", the bottom line is they're HOT on chicks!  SS doesn't have a tattoo and very likely would chew gravel before even considering getting one.  Kind of a bummer considering I'm addicted to tattoos (have 3 of my own) and love them on girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's a caveat to this topic:  a "tattoo" on a girl DOES NOT INCLUDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) cute little hearts &amp; stars&lt;br /&gt;b) a small Playboy bunny symbol&lt;br /&gt;c) your (ex?) boyfriend's name&lt;br /&gt;d) anything smaller than silver dollar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not real tattoos, ma'am.  I mean, for god's sake Ladies, if you're heading to the tattoo shop maybe you should actually GET a tattoo!  Something with significance -- both size and meaning.  A silly little 4-leaf clover or blue-and-pink fairie tat on your hip bone is both invisible without glasses and generic like a fart joke in grade school.  Save yourself the $50 and just....  don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tramp stamps" however, are quite acceptable.  They may be a dime a dozen around any college campus, but usually they're pretty sizable (which is hot) and they're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lower-back tattoo on a chick&lt;/span&gt; (which is hot!!)  Permission granted, Sally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look below -- click to enlarge, for better viewing.  Sexy girls + sexy tattoos = aw shit, now I made a sticky mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-JSQdiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OgwH_1EOk/s1600-h/nola+trimble3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-JSQdiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OgwH_1EOk/s200/nola+trimble3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378697201153570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dZSQdfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-Uv9e-wCJrk/s1600-h/jade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dZSQdfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/-Uv9e-wCJrk/s200/jade2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087373736513926642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-ZSQdjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oIwRzv9Bnxk/s1600-h/goth+bitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-ZSQdjI/AAAAAAAAAHs/oIwRzv9Bnxk/s200/goth+bitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378701496120882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-ZSQdkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GlwG8Qg7QFc/s1600-h/bitch568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-ZSQdkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GlwG8Qg7QFc/s200/bitch568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378701496120898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dJSQdeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Cp6VGfLXCUI/s1600-h/goth+bitch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dJSQdeI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Cp6VGfLXCUI/s200/goth+bitch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087373732218959330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-pSQdlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1Y252NV9R-A/s1600-h/goth+bitch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-pSQdlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/1Y252NV9R-A/s200/goth+bitch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087378705791088210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dZSQdgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8XoFmwV8aiI/s1600-h/bitch570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dZSQdgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8XoFmwV8aiI/s200/bitch570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087373736513926658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dpSQdhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9eDkfxFkwJ0/s1600-h/tattoo+porn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn7dpSQdhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/9eDkfxFkwJ0/s200/tattoo+porn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087373740808893970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8986020752202792920?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8986020752202792920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8986020752202792920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8986020752202792920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8986020752202792920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/woman-of-weekend-6.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #6'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rpn_-JSQdiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/O-OgwH_1EOk/s72-c/nola+trimble3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3545508720908264412</id><published>2007-07-12T07:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:52:27.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT: Piercing!</title><content type='html'>Finally.  After a whole month of patiently waiting...here it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6EDy2iRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4xnjvF6cnoA/s1600-h/HNT+piercing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6EDy2iRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4xnjvF6cnoA/s320/HNT+piercing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086105564341504274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had to take pictures of the piercing, we also tried to recreate the vibrator sex that we had a while ago.  It wasn't as good this time around...but still a lot of fun.  I love how the reflection shows on the vibrator.  And if you look carefully, you can see the bottom ball reflected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6RTy2iSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kxm0kMp_5Gw/s1600-h/asshand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6RTy2iSI/AAAAAAAAAG0/kxm0kMp_5Gw/s200/asshand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086105791974770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6ajy2iTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/InM4Dwud0u0/s1600-h/reflection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6ajy2iTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/InM4Dwud0u0/s200/reflection.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086105950888560946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy HNT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3545508720908264412?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3545508720908264412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3545508720908264412' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3545508720908264412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3545508720908264412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/hnt-piercing.html' title='HNT: Piercing!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpV6EDy2iRI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4xnjvF6cnoA/s72-c/HNT+piercing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-6331596778780271312</id><published>2007-07-10T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:57:14.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Who was your childhood hero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: Easily, by far, my childhood hero was motherfuckin &lt;a href="http://home.wxs.nl/%7Enewhouse/macgyver.jpg"&gt;MacGyver&lt;/a&gt;!!!  Did you see the one where MacGyver's trapped under an avalanche and uses his ski pole as a blow dart to shoot a little red flag in the air so Ski Patrol can find him?  CLASSIC!  My fuckin hero!!&lt;br /&gt;SS:  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Greenspan"&gt;Alan Greenspan&lt;/a&gt;.  Seriously! This guy ran the free world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever had sex with someone who has a myspace page?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD: Not really sure, sorry I don't have a good story for that one.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Maybe...I don't know.  I don't use myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What fantasies have you openly told your partner about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Oh jeez, plenty.  Sex with 3 chicks, deepthroat cumshots, making a living playing EverQuest....  The normal stuff, since I'm not too creative.&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Recently my big fantasy is to see a dirty little slut give KD a sloppy blow job.  And we both really want to have a threesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Have you ever said you love someone but didn't mean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Of course, that probably accounts for a good 1/10th of the chicks I fucked in high school.  (lol, j/k - but yes, I have said that and not meant it.  Shame on me.)&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Nah, I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Have you ever woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Yeah, there was this party once and I went back to this chick's apartment -- I guess we played strip poker with a group the night before or whatever -- and I really didn't know who she was or how we met.  But we definitely had sex again that morning, so I suppose I knew her afterward.  That counts?&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Sometimes I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish &lt;/span&gt;I didn't know the person next to me!  Just kidding sweetie!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Do you remember a time when you were having sex that you smile or even laugh about now? Do tell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Yeah, definitely.  One of my ex's really didn't mind deepthroating very much, even when it made her gag.  Which was great, let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one afternoon (yeah, this is in the fuckin daytime, bitches!) So, this one afternoon I'm laying on the bed and really facefucking her hard, right -- and she's coughing and wiping spit off and shit...  real classy stuff.  Anyway, so outta nowhere, her whole neck convulses  for a second and in the middle of stuffing my cock down her throat she pukes all over my stomach!!  Sorta came out like thin vegetable broth (she was a big girl, but ate like a pussy... anyway) and we both stopped for a second.  And right as she starts apologizing and wiping it on her sheets and shit I just started laughing like hell!!  HAHAHA, right in her face, oh man it was classic!  That was great fun and we laughed about it together later, too.  Especially cuz she finished me off.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone thinks that's nasty, well.... you asked for the story, so I told it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Oh yeah, a lot of them make me smile.  But I don't think any of them make me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-6331596778780271312?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6331596778780271312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=6331596778780271312' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6331596778780271312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6331596778780271312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday_10.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-2044605591539696322</id><published>2007-07-08T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:58:58.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #5</title><content type='html'>You know you need to do it.  Your wife tells you after a big meal at &lt;a href="http://www.whatwereeating.com/food_pics/2006-09-25_mandy-burrito.jpg"&gt;Chi-Chi's&lt;/a&gt;.  Your conscience tells you as a &lt;a href="http://l.yimg.com/img.tv.yahoo.com/tv/us/img/site/82/49/0000008249_20060920152027.jpg"&gt;cute redhead&lt;/a&gt; passes you up the stairs at the mall.  You've said, "this &lt;a href="http://eloise.cementhorizon.com/albums/krisaaronnewyear/IMG_0361.sized.jpg"&gt;New Year's&lt;/a&gt;, I'll start!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpFLGzy2iMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U8LMoXtRMhM/s1600-h/angelina+harvey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpFLGzy2iMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U8LMoXtRMhM/s200/angelina+harvey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084928034632796354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpFLHDy2iNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EJM8RFOnuM4/s1600-h/gail+sanez2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpFLHDy2iNI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EJM8RFOnuM4/s200/gail+sanez2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084928038927763666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running.   Get &lt;a href="http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml"&gt;some&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-2044605591539696322?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2044605591539696322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=2044605591539696322' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2044605591539696322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2044605591539696322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/woman-of-weekend-5.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #5'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RpFLGzy2iMI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U8LMoXtRMhM/s72-c/angelina+harvey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8053072798376796524</id><published>2007-07-06T18:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T18:21:33.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Week</title><content type='html'>This has been a really weird week.  Having a holiday on a Wednesday is not a good thing, it really messes me up.  We are so messed up this week that we missed HNT and didn't realize it until today.  Not that it matters since we have no new pics to post anyway.  I know I promised a pic of my piercing...but I got my damn period.  So I thought it best to spare you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;picture.  We'll try to take some this weekend.  I don't think we have anything planned for the weekend, so we should be able to accomplish a photo session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great 4th, whether you celebrated or not, I'm sure you enjoyed the day off...I know we did.  We slept in, relaxed, watched a movie, and then had some play time.  This was the first time since my piercing that I was really able to enjoy it.  Up until now I have been so concerned about hurting it, that I didn't get into it.  But Wednesday was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started laying next to each other kissing while I played with my vibrator.  I had to be careful not to come in too much direct contact with the piercing.  But generally speaking it felt great.  And the sound of it hitting the steel bar was kinda cool.  Eventually, the vibrator made it into my pussy.  I don't usually do this because I enjoy direct clitoral stimulation, but my god did it feel good.  KD took over fucking me with the vibrator for quite some time; I actually thought I was going to cum.  Then KD jumped on top of me and I took over the vibrator moving it around his balls and cock, and of course on myself.  It wasn't long before we were both cumming hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there will be more hot sex to tell of (and show pictures of) in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8053072798376796524?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8053072798376796524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8053072798376796524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8053072798376796524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8053072798376796524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/weird-week.html' title='Weird Week'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3493449503200752102</id><published>2007-07-03T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T19:56:17.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Describe your first kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- Mine rocked -- I was like 7 and at this girl's birthday party.  So me, her, AND her best friend all went into her basement closet and we made out for probably 10 minutes until someone found us.  Very niiiiiice.  ((borat voice))&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Fuck if I remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Should a person's pubic hair be trimmed, shaved, or just grown out as the jungle God intended it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- Go hard or go home....  shaved!&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Shaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What's the best super-hero comic book movie ever made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD --  Well obviously the first Batman with Michael Keaton.  Fuck Superman, although I respect Reeve's work.  Fuck Tobey Maguire, fuck "the Hulk".  And fuck Jessica Alba for choosing a dumbass movie like Fantastic Four to fucking star in.  Sign me up for Vicki Vale, baby!&lt;br /&gt;SS -- I'm too cool to watch comic book movies.  (Dork!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Coke or Pepsi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- Sprite, bitch!&lt;br /&gt;SS -- I'll take juice please.  100% -- none of that sugary shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Have you ever been caught masturbating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- SS sorta deduced it one time, all Sherlock-Holmes-style.  But not flat out, I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Nope, not that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Which way do you lean your head when going for a kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- To the right, I'm pretty sure.&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Hang on, let me check....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Jockstraps, sexy or no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- Not even for $10,000, NO!&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): Have you ever used the excuse, "Oh, I was so drunk that night, I don't remember a THING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD -- LOL, oh my god, OF COURSE.  Who hasn't used that to buy some time before thinking up a better excuse why you woke up next to two chicks, a midget, a bucket of chicken, and some rubber gloves.&lt;br /&gt;SS -- Excuse?  Who said it was an excuse??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3493449503200752102?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3493449503200752102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3493449503200752102' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3493449503200752102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3493449503200752102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-622636131938024830</id><published>2007-07-01T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:09:39.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Dip!  Woman of the Weekend #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CANADIAN GIRLS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ha!  Just when we thought it couldn't get any better, oh yeah CANADA DAY rolls around!  As you can see from SS's post, she's a proud Canadian girl.  Sooooo, in honour of our friends in the Great White North, here's a couple pics of honest to goodness, hot Canadian chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evangeline Lilly&lt;/span&gt;: yep, that hot chick from Lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RofqHjy2iDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ow16eJW5G3w/s1600-h/evangeline+lilly14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RofqHjy2iDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ow16eJW5G3w/s200/evangeline+lilly14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288120099407922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJDy2iJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ygVm1UzX8HY/s1600-h/evangeline+lilly7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJDy2iJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ygVm1UzX8HY/s200/evangeline+lilly7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082291444404095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kari Sweets&lt;/span&gt;:  a supercutie in the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3jy2iEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Hk2Xcz_N43o/s1600-h/kari+sweets7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3jy2iEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Hk2Xcz_N43o/s200/kari+sweets7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288944733128770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"softcore" business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJTy2iLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/l2sHwGyGuPY/s1600-h/kari+sweets9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJTy2iLI/AAAAAAAAAF8/l2sHwGyGuPY/s200/kari+sweets9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082291448699062450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJTy2iKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/70EThXLWHNw/s1600-h/kari+sweets2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoftJTy2iKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/70EThXLWHNw/s200/kari+sweets2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082291448699062434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trista Stevens&lt;/span&gt;:   whoa, hello six-pack abs!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qKgrETJvtXo/s1600-h/trista+stevens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qKgrETJvtXo/s200/trista+stevens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288949028096098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bianca Beauchamp&lt;/span&gt;:  Literally, the 2nd hottest chick in all of Canada (after SS, obviously), AND she's a latex/leather fetish model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iII/AAAAAAAAAFk/X7LiJjsPyhc/s1600-h/bianca+beauchamp37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iII/AAAAAAAAAFk/X7LiJjsPyhc/s200/bianca+beauchamp37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288949028096130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UNyahZS-LxA/s1600-h/bianca+beauchamp29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rofq3zy2iHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UNyahZS-LxA/s200/bianca+beauchamp29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082288949028096114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-622636131938024830?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/622636131938024830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=622636131938024830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/622636131938024830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/622636131938024830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/double-dip-woman-of-weekend-4.html' title='Double Dip!  Woman of the Weekend #4'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RofqHjy2iDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ow16eJW5G3w/s72-c/evangeline+lilly14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3545557193490809381</id><published>2007-07-01T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T07:51:25.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.canadianheritage.gc.ca/progs/cpsc-ccsp/sc-cs/MP3/O-Canada-eng.MP3"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.canadianheritage.gc.ca/progs/cpsc-ccsp/images/canada_flag.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if we have any readers from Canada, but I hope we do.  If you are Canadian or currently in Canada, please drop us a line to say hello so that we know you're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canada_day"&gt; Canada Day&lt;/a&gt;, I thought it was the perfect time to show my &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_5VW84bQjoj8/RoUMVwDCxZI/AAAAAAAABfs/uilNnjqnpTg/s1600-h/canadaontopofstates.jpg"&gt;Canadian pride&lt;/a&gt;!  I grew up in British Columbia and I miss it.  Sadly, I haven't been back in something like 6 or 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to a Canada Day BBQ later today.  I am very excited to spend some time with my fellow Canadians and hopefully eat and drink some Canadian specialities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RocR8jy2iCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6atDRu8GX6I/s1600-h/i_am_canadian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RocR8jy2iCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6atDRu8GX6I/s200/i_am_canadian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050436609247266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honour of Canada Day, here's some of what I miss about Canada, in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hockey_Night_in_Canada"&gt;Hockey&lt;/a&gt;...is very rarely televised in the States, and that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doncherrys.com/images/Don%20&amp;%20Blue.jpg"&gt;Don Cherry&lt;/a&gt;...enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/en/index.html"&gt;Tim Horton&lt;/a&gt;'s...I love the peach juice and the bagels and the Tim Bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whistlerblackcomb.com/index.htm"&gt;Skiing&lt;/a&gt;...I used to ski just about every day.  I love skiing, its great exercise and so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Mackintosh's Toffee...so chewy it sticks to your teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5VW84bQjoj8/RoUMPADCxYI/AAAAAAAABfk/jEzk3EMq41U/s1600-h/campingtime.jpg"&gt;The Great Outdoors&lt;/a&gt;...skiiing, hiking, swimming, camping.  Its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;fun when you have &lt;a href="http://www.zianet.com/tedmorris/dg/CanadaFlagGirl01.jpg"&gt;beautiful&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/27/54501527_780ebb5012.jpg?v=0"&gt;scenery&lt;/a&gt; to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smarties_%28Nestl%C3%A9%29"&gt;Smarties&lt;/a&gt;...When I eat my Smarties, I eat the red ones last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanaimo_bars"&gt;Nanaimo Bars&lt;/a&gt;...OH MY GOD!!!  So good.  (I really need to learn how to make these.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canadian_beer"&gt;Beer&lt;/a&gt;...Yes, you can get the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canadian_beer#Labatt_and_Molson"&gt;two most common&lt;/a&gt; Canadian beers in the US, but not my &lt;a href="http://www.kokaneebeer.ca/beer/index.php"&gt;favourite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, I'm going to go have a beer and reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY CANADA DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RocR4jy2iBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qd2o84eqTDI/s1600-h/I+Am+Canadian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RocR4jy2iBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qd2o84eqTDI/s200/I+Am+Canadian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082050367889770514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3545557193490809381?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3545557193490809381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3545557193490809381' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3545557193490809381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3545557193490809381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RocR8jy2iCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6atDRu8GX6I/s72-c/i_am_canadian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3299153879196784411</id><published>2007-06-30T16:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:53:28.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Roa79zy2iAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PEAP5wtDa5w/s1600-h/victoria+vass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Roa79zy2iAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PEAP5wtDa5w/s200/victoria+vass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081955900084094978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I am normally not a big fan of blondes.  But I can easily make an exception for this hottie.  My goodness.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3299153879196784411?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3299153879196784411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3299153879196784411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3299153879196784411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3299153879196784411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/woman-of-weekend-3.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #3'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Roa79zy2iAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PEAP5wtDa5w/s72-c/victoria+vass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-6931643455601275503</id><published>2007-06-28T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T07:23:32.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HNT!</title><content type='html'>Thursday already...where the hell does time go?  Sadly, we didn't take any new pictures for this week.  I realised a few days ago that we really picked a bad time to start a blog...a week before we stopped having sex.  Granted we have a good reason for the decreased sexual activity, at least I think we do.  But still, who starts a blog, posts some good sex pics and then stops having sex?  Well, apparently, we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the piercing is coming along.  I think the worst is over.  It still gets real itchy sometimes, and still hurts from time to time.  But nothing compared to that first week.&lt;br /&gt;In response to &lt;a href="http://www.marriedinohio.com/blog/"&gt;Midwestern City Boy&lt;/a&gt;'s question about why we have to use condoms...well we were told to.  My piercer told me to, and everything I've read has also said to use condoms to keep all fluids out.  Personally, I agree, it doesn't seem necessary.  The fluids should be further south and shouldn't really come in contact with the piercing.  But for now, better safe than sorry.  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;don't want an infected pussy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoOXqzy2h-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lJieSA0l6nI/s1600-h/tit+sucking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoOXqzy2h-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lJieSA0l6nI/s200/tit+sucking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081071566317848546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a few pictures from our last session before the piercing.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoOYWTy2h_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xBsX_Z-bLe8/s1600-h/bj03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoOYWTy2h_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xBsX_Z-bLe8/s200/bj03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081072313642158066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-6931643455601275503?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6931643455601275503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=6931643455601275503' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6931643455601275503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6931643455601275503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-hnt_28.html' title='Happy HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RoOXqzy2h-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lJieSA0l6nI/s72-c/tit+sucking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4470217973360220882</id><published>2007-06-26T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:36:02.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Does the carpet match the drapes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  What carpet?&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Oooh, carpet munching!  What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever used personal information about someone to blackmail them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Not that I can recall.&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Nah, I'm a sweet person.  Nothing like that for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is your favorite thing to lick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Penis!  Wait, I mean pussy!!!  Pussy, I swear -- that was a Freudian slip.  I promise.  Pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Have you ever had sex in a place of worship? (i.e., church, temple, mosque, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  No. &lt;br /&gt;KD:  I'd burn up before I could try, so nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If you watch video porn, do you buy it in a store, from a catalog, online, or download it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  We download it.  (Who the hell pays for porn???)&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Yeah, wtf kind of question is that?  Porn is free and bountiful for all, like the cold mountain waters of Canada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional): How often, if ever, do you "fake it?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I don't fake it.&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Hmmmm....  sometimes I'll fake it like I don't really want sex, or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4470217973360220882?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4470217973360220882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4470217973360220882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4470217973360220882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4470217973360220882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/tmi-tuesday_26.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-538535925830339179</id><published>2007-06-25T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:37:14.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Drive</title><content type='html'>Damn, that weekend went fast.  We're weren't actually that busy, but it sure seemed like it.  Friday we went up to a pub near us for some appetizers and drinks.  We had a good time and of course  had my favourite shot: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_headed_slut"&gt;red-headed slut&lt;/a&gt;!  (I just looked that up and learned it could also be a drink...I had no idea.  I thought it was only a shot.  I will have to try this sometime soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was also the two week mark for my piercing, that means we can have sex!!!  KD had to go get condoms, but Friday night we went for a test drive.  I have to say that it was nothing mind-blowing.  I don't climax from intercourse itself, and I was still a little too sore to finger myself.  Never the less, it felt good to have a hard cock inside me!  We tried again Sunday, doing it doggie-style this time, which was better for me.  I was actually able to finger myself to a small orgasm.  I say small because I usually like to be fingered pretty hard and rough, but I was afraid to do it.  I just gently rubbed back and forth and it worked, but definitely did not feel as good as it could have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the good news is that we can have sex again!  The bad news is that we have to use condoms and be careful.  Oh and no oral for me, for another 6 weeks.  This is going to kill me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-538535925830339179?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/538535925830339179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=538535925830339179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/538535925830339179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/538535925830339179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/test-drive.html' title='Test Drive'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-8984232604423748880</id><published>2007-06-25T06:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T06:25:26.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend #2</title><content type='html'>Hey all, KD here.  Got into a lazy rut over the last couple of days, so no posts -- which clearly makes me a horrible person.  So now in a belated attempt to win back your love and affection, may I present.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-WHYOYRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aOKLSUwZAsU/s1600-h/ally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-WHYOYRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aOKLSUwZAsU/s200/ally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079943958203221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-WpIOYRcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IjRnZjt3IW0/s1600-h/ally4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-WpIOYRcI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IjRnZjt3IW0/s200/ally4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079944538023806402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-V3IOYRaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bPF5zLImRNI/s1600-h/ally3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-V3IOYRaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bPF5zLImRNI/s200/ally3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079943679030347170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more could you ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Short dark hair&lt;br /&gt;-- cute little freckles&lt;br /&gt;-- hypnotic blue eyes&lt;br /&gt;-- awesome tattoos (love the star trails!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sold!  Put me down for three, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-8984232604423748880?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/8984232604423748880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=8984232604423748880' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8984232604423748880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/8984232604423748880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/woman-of-weekend-2.html' title='Woman of the Weekend #2'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rn-WHYOYRbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aOKLSUwZAsU/s72-c/ally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-2573024315624321744</id><published>2007-06-21T06:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:28:35.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HNT!</title><content type='html'>Its Thursday already!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnnJrIOYRVI/AAAAAAAAADU/StOeFFHK1Z4/s1600-h/100_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnnJrIOYRVI/AAAAAAAAADU/StOeFFHK1Z4/s200/100_0151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078311797616297298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnnJw4OYRWI/AAAAAAAAADc/jwLsr5mXArQ/s1600-h/HNT+tatoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnnJw4OYRWI/AAAAAAAAADc/jwLsr5mXArQ/s200/HNT+tatoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078311896400545122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of each of us this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- KD &amp;amp; SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-2573024315624321744?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2573024315624321744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=2573024315624321744' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2573024315624321744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2573024315624321744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-hnt_21.html' title='Happy HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnnJrIOYRVI/AAAAAAAAADU/StOeFFHK1Z4/s72-c/100_0151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7545991318137323496</id><published>2007-06-20T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T19:45:32.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I Lied...</title><content type='html'>Alright, alright, you got me!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had totally forgotten about it until KD called me on it.  Although, I don't really consider a one night stand a 'fling', but we'll just pretend.  It happened when I was visiting a friend from high school.  I didn't know it at the time, but she had showed my picture to one of her friends and one of her roommates.  The roommate thought I was cute (clearly, he has good taste, the friend - not so much). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the mid-point mark in my visit, we went out to a bar downtown.  It was a great time!  We were all dancing and drinking and just generally having fun.  The roommate started dancing with me and he bought me a few drinks.  But he was also buying drinks for other people, so I didn't think anything of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back home, he mentioned that he wanted a slushie.  There was a convenience store just around the corner, so I said I wanted one too and would go with him.  Once we get outside at the end of driveway, he turns to me and says, "Would you be mad if I said I didn't really want a slushie?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied that no I wasn't mad but "what the hell are we doing out here?"  His reply was awesome. "I just wanted to get you alone out here to do this..."  And then we proceeded to make out in the middle of the street.  It may seem cheesy now, but at the time, it was hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex itself was nothing special.  Not that it was bad, just not too memorable.  But there was something special about the night.  I think it was because he wanted me the whole time and I had no idea; that element of surprise that took me off my feet.  I didn't have to work for it, it just fell into place.  Yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now you've got me thinking about one night stands...and I'm way past due for another one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7545991318137323496?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7545991318137323496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7545991318137323496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7545991318137323496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7545991318137323496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-lied.html' title='So I Lied...'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7708220509691292746</id><published>2007-06-19T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:18:40.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. If you were to face the Wizard of Oz, would you want more courage, more brains, or more heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Courage.&lt;br /&gt;KD: What's the difference between heart and courage?  If by "heart" you mean greater cardiovascular fitness.... then I guess that.  Then I could sprint back to Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever gone to court for anything? What for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Not really.  But I did stay at a hostel that was a converted court house.  The court room was turned into a lounge area, but it still had all the authentic furniture.  It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Yeah, I went to court.  For jury duty.  That was 6 hrs of my life I'll never get back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What was the last thing you did that you previously told yourself you wouldn't do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Eat junk food at work.  I had a piece of chocolate on Friday.  My co-workers were shocked.&lt;br /&gt;KD: I jerked off to porn with SS in the room, fast asleep in bed.  I always said there's no point to watching porn when she's "right there", you know?  But with the whole healing pussy piercing thing, that's sorta off limits.  So, bring on the pr0n!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.  Did you ever have a summer fling while on vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Sadly, no.  But summer is here, so maybe this will be my  year!&lt;br /&gt;KD: Yep!  It wasn't technically vacation, since it was supposed to be military training -- but it was just a mass of us college ROTC kids hanging out with minimal supervision on a Navy base in San Diego.  And there was this one Marine Corps chick.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way SS is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lying liar&lt;/span&gt;.  She had TWO flings on vacations, they just happened to be in winter, not summer.  She just tried to pull a fast one on a technicality, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Have you ever done anything sexual with someone who's name you never knew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  I don't know.  There are a couple of guys whose names don't know now.  I'm not sure if I knew them at the time or not.&lt;br /&gt;KD: Absolutely!  I think....  my memory is really swiss cheese, so I forget half the chicks' names I was sexual with from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus (as in optional):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What is the best way to mend a broken heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS:  Sex, drugs, and rock and roll!&lt;br /&gt;KD: We talking cardiovascular fitness again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7708220509691292746?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7708220509691292746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7708220509691292746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7708220509691292746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7708220509691292746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/tmi-tuesday_19.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-1225549357793816788</id><published>2007-06-16T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:36:05.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman of the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnQN9oOYRTI/AAAAAAAAADA/aFQ8XVR6qLo/s1600-h/alexa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnQN9oOYRTI/AAAAAAAAADA/aFQ8XVR6qLo/s400/alexa4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076698032374302002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We're borrowing this idea from our new &lt;a href="http://bcd.redlightblog.com/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt;.  We're not sure if they have gone away temporarily or for good.  It was a good blog, and we miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they had the idea (at least that's where we saw it) for Tuesday Babe of the Day.  We liked the idea, but wanted to change it to a different day.  So, we have come up with "Woman of the Weekend".  This will be our chance to showcase women that we think are hot...feel free to agree or disagree.  KD already has millions of pictures downloaded (they're the screensaver and background on the computer), so we don't think it will be a problem to come up with material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- KD &amp;amp; SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-1225549357793816788?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/1225549357793816788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=1225549357793816788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1225549357793816788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/1225549357793816788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/woman-of-weekend.html' title='Woman of the Weekend'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RnQN9oOYRTI/AAAAAAAAADA/aFQ8XVR6qLo/s72-c/alexa4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4517215324325326693</id><published>2007-06-16T11:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:41:24.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm horny...</title><content type='html'>and can't do anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess technically I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt;, but I wont.  My piercing is still healing and I'd rather let it heal than try to have sex and aggravate it.  My piercer said that we could have sex in a week, and today is that one week mark.  (YAY!)  But I still don't feel comfortable with it.  I always baby and nurse my injuries more than most people...which is probably why I don't get reinjured as much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what do you all do when you're horny but can't have sex?  Other than masturbate, because that is certainly out of the question for me at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4517215324325326693?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4517215324325326693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4517215324325326693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4517215324325326693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4517215324325326693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-horny.html' title='I&apos;m horny...'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-2316232174893766217</id><published>2007-06-14T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T19:29:24.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman jailed for testicle attack</title><content type='html'>KD and I have this joke (at least he thinks its a joke) where I threaten to rip off his penis when he pisses me off.  Its great really.  I can get him to do just about anything when he knows the consequence is having him penis ripped or snapped off.  Sometimes I threaten to bite it too.  We have a lot of fun with this joke.  For example, if he forgets to take the trash out, I remind him to "do it or lose a penis".  It works well.  Sometime, I even chase him around the house trying to grab at his penis.  When I catch him, I grab and twist until I get what I want.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to actually do it...now that's another &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/4253849.stm"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;completely!  I can't imagine the force with which one needs to yank in order to tear off a testicle.  And I don't understand why she then tried to swallow it???  Wouldn't it have been bloody and slimey and gross...just the thought of it makes me sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just thought I should share this article...guys watch out.  Next time someone threatens to rip off your penis, know that it could really happen.  (KD, pay attention sweetie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-2316232174893766217?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/2316232174893766217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=2316232174893766217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2316232174893766217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/2316232174893766217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/woman-jailed-for-testicle-attack.html' title='Woman jailed for testicle attack'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4109170165306879770</id><published>2007-06-14T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:38:34.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy HNT!</title><content type='html'>We didn't have time for new pictures this week...so, you're stuck with this old pic I found recently...It's really more like fully-clothed Thursday.  But its still a nice view, I think at least! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmF17H2V8hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HX6r2v45xrM/s1600-h/DSCN0694+cropped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmF17H2V8hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HX6r2v45xrM/s320/DSCN0694+cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071464313975599634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy HNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4109170165306879770?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4109170165306879770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4109170165306879770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4109170165306879770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4109170165306879770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-hnt.html' title='Happy HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmF17H2V8hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/HX6r2v45xrM/s72-c/DSCN0694+cropped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-4464025075847662669</id><published>2007-06-12T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T19:22:26.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What is the meanest thing you've ever done/said to a lover/loved one?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Kind of a downer, but I slapped SS once, early on in our relationship.  First and last time for that, let me tell you.  This was 4 or 5 yrs ago, now.  (Sorry about that, babe.)&lt;br /&gt;SS: I've never done anything mean to KD...I'm perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Have you ever had sex on an elevator?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Ewwwwwww....  Livin' it up when I'm going doowwwwwwn??  Never!&lt;br /&gt;SS: Not yet.  Anyone want to volunteer to pop my elevator cherry?  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Have you ever lied about a rash and said it was a birthmark? OR Have you ever lied about a birthmark and said it was a rash?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  I have neither rashes nor birthmarks.  I'm made of hard, silvery exoskeleton.  Like the Terminator.&lt;br /&gt;SS: I don't think I've ever had a rash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Have you ever had sex on a beach or in the water at a beach/pool?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Beaches and pools suck.  But I had a videogame once!&lt;br /&gt;SS: I've had Sex on the Beach, at the pool and at the beach even. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. How old are you? How old do you feel? =P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  I'm nearly 27, but get told weekly that I'm a 6-yr old.&lt;br /&gt;SS: Sometimes I feel like I'm 44, sometimes I feel like I'm 17.  I'm actually 20-something...but who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Have you or your partner been injured so badly during sex that you/they had to go to the hospital?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Once in college, I was getting an awesome blowjob from some girl I met -- that sorta thing was obviously typical back then, of course -- when, through no fault of my own, my cock accidentally went too far down her throat, causing a gag reflex, causing her to pull away real fast, causing her teeth to dig in and gauge.....  It was an accident, I swear!  No fault of my own!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't need a hospital, but damnit that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: This one time at band camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Have you been to a strip club or "titty bar"? (Hooters does NOT count.) If so, did you get a lap dance?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  I've been to two different stripclubs -- one was shitty, the other was pretty awesome.  Neither resulted in a lap dance, but that's cuz I ran out of money too early, LOL.  I DID, however, attend two college birthday parties where they hired private strippers for the guy.  About a dozen of us drunk dudes and this one VERY flexible young lady.  Mmmmmm.... college.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Been to one strip club, and while I didn't get a lap dance, I did end the evening with a make-up face print on my titties! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (as in optional): Have you ever had a "blog crush" (i.e., a crush on someone, of whatever gender, that you haven't met in person but only know through their blog)? Who? (Link, please, if you dare!) =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD:  Not yet, so everyone point me to your blogs so I can scope you out.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: Not yet, but I respond well to gifts &amp; flattery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-4464025075847662669?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/4464025075847662669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=4464025075847662669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4464025075847662669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/4464025075847662669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/tmi-tuesday_12.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-321659967412110852</id><published>2007-06-11T19:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:50:18.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Piercing</title><content type='html'>We didn't mean to be away from the blog for this long.  We got tied up with family obligations yesterday.  Anyhoo, about Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hood pierced!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to do it for years, with varying degrees of interest, sprinkled with some doubts.  But then some other ladies I know starting getting it done.  It felt like everyone who was anyone was doing it, so I had to do it too.  That was about 9 months ago.  Unfortunately, due to where I was living at the time, a VCH piercing was not possible.  So, again I waited patiently.  Randomly, about 7 weeks ago at work, I walked into the bathroom and it hit me...I'll get it pierced AND my belly button for my birthday.  The birthday came and went (and it was great) but we didn't have time to get the piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, we went on Saturday.  I woke up that morning so excited, but as we started driving downtown, I was getting very, very nervous.  I was pretty scared, yet so amped up about it too. I was ready; I had done my research and was going to do this.  I read that it didn't hurt, that it was just more shocking; a small pinch and then it was over and little-to-no lasting pain.  This is what I was prepared for.  This is &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/font&gt;what I experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD!  This was quite possibly the most painful experience of my life.  I've been pretty tough on my body over the years and have a pretty high tolerance for pain.  But this, no, this hurt like hell.  I literally thought I was going to pass out from the pain.  It still hurts, granted not as bad, but its still sore.  I guess its supposed to be sore and tender for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piercer was great.  I found the shop &lt;a href="http://www.safepiercing.org/"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;; you can't really just ask around for a good genital piercer.  But this worked out well.  Jen, the piercer, took us back into the room and cleaned it and herself as she was explaining what she would do and how to care for it after.  She was so full of energy; it was great, it really helped calm my nerves.  So up I climbed into the damn stirrups, yep just like at the gynaecologist's... fun fun!  She cleaned me up, which tickled quite a bit.  Then she explained exactly what was going to happen, although I wasn't really listening.  I was just trying to breathe.  BAM!  It was so painful.  It was not the little pinch that others said.  It wasn't "more shocking than painful".  No, it fucking hurt like hell.  And it continued to hurt for a few more hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning the pain had finally subsided.  Now its just sore and tender.  I'm really looking forward to when it starts to feel good.  But for now, even moving the wrong way can hurt.  So I have to be careful when I sit or when I get up or when I walk or when I lay down.  This tenderness can't last too much longer, right???  And then there's the bleeding, which I never saw anyone online talk about before.  Its not a lot of blood, but I just wasn't expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that I got it done.  I just can't wait for it to heal.  It will be about 2 weeks until we can try it out, but them I'm hoping that all this pain and suffering will be worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the belly button piercing I was supposed to get, apparently my belly button is not the right shape!    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://emoticons4u.com/sad/014.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 29px; height: 23px;" src="http://emoticons4u.com/sad/014.gif" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I was so disappointed.  I have been wanting to get this for almost 10 years.  In high school all my friends were getting it but my parents wouldn't let me.  Once I moved out, I was going to do it, but I kept saying that I wanted to lose some weight so I would feel comfortable showing it off.  But no, the damn doctor cut my umbilical cord the wrong way, and I cannot have a navel ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have a VCH???  I'd love to hear some personal experiences with genital piercings or a rejected belly button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-321659967412110852?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/321659967412110852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=321659967412110852' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/321659967412110852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/321659967412110852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-new-piercing.html' title='My New Piercing'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-7714124621299027790</id><published>2007-06-09T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:32:36.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Sex for Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>Sadly, its true.  There will be no sex for two weeks.  But to make it worse, we'll still be sleeping in the same bed.  Its bad enough going two weeks with no sex when someone is away.  But to be together, in the same bed, at the same time and have to abstain from sex for two weeks.  Well, it will be difficult, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since sex today was the last for a while, we took pictures to share with everyone.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3UIOYRPI/AAAAAAAAACY/laEMY4F22Hc/s1600-h/bj01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3UIOYRPI/AAAAAAAAACY/laEMY4F22Hc/s200/bj01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074210224107701490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3YYOYRQI/AAAAAAAAACg/m7Zt-QMBai8/s1600-h/bj02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3YYOYRQI/AAAAAAAAACg/m7Zt-QMBai8/s200/bj02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074210297122145538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3g4OYRSI/AAAAAAAAACw/caVkwtUP9os/s1600-h/white+sex+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3g4OYRSI/AAAAAAAAACw/caVkwtUP9os/s200/white+sex+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074210443151033634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3doOYRRI/AAAAAAAAACo/oUvLl0g5fYo/s1600-h/white+sex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3doOYRRI/AAAAAAAAACo/oUvLl0g5fYo/s200/white+sex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074210387316458770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how the camera flash makes me look even more pale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll tell you later why we can't have sex...in the meantime, let your imaginations run wild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-7714124621299027790?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/7714124621299027790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=7714124621299027790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7714124621299027790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/7714124621299027790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-sex-for-two-weeks.html' title='No Sex for Two Weeks'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/Rms3UIOYRPI/AAAAAAAAACY/laEMY4F22Hc/s72-c/bj01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-10557285029051816</id><published>2007-06-07T06:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T06:34:33.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first HNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmManX2V8iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VMYMBI0J-tA/s1600-h/HNT+post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmManX2V8iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VMYMBI0J-tA/s320/HNT+post.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071926869068476962" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMctn2V8jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xnMhq9vBFZM/s1600-h/HNT+post2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMctn2V8jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xnMhq9vBFZM/s320/HNT+post2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071929175465914930" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-10557285029051816?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/10557285029051816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=10557285029051816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/10557285029051816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/10557285029051816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-first-hnt.html' title='Our first HNT!'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmManX2V8iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VMYMBI0J-tA/s72-c/HNT+post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5752075743982811166</id><published>2007-06-05T07:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:19:08.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. Should guys wear pink?&lt;br /&gt;Only if its salmon colour.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you kiss with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;Closed...unless its "cartoon kisses", then the eyes are open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the first "non-physical" feature you tend to notice about a person you find attractive?&lt;br /&gt;KD - sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;SS - sense of humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever showered with someone of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you rather receive amazing oral sex or have amazing sex?&lt;br /&gt;KD - Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;SS - Oral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--KD &amp;amp; SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5752075743982811166?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5752075743982811166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5752075743982811166' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5752075743982811166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5752075743982811166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/tmi-tuesday.html' title='TMI Tuesday'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-110508176160699926</id><published>2007-06-04T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:45:31.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Told You I Was Pale</title><content type='html'>Some pics showcasing just how damn pale I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmS_y4ysWvI/AAAAAAAAACI/_7aZObD7iUk/s1600-h/pale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmS_y4ysWvI/AAAAAAAAACI/_7aZObD7iUk/s200/pale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072389961285393138" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmS_94ysWwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ClufjUdb1CY/s1600-h/100_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmS_94ysWwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ClufjUdb1CY/s200/100_0154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072390150263954178" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its weird, I used to be tan just like everyone else. Then sometime in my late teens, I lost the ability to tan...not for lack of trying though. But it didn't matter how much or how little time I spent in the sun, the skin would not change colour. Unless of course it went to bright red. Oh yes, I am blessed with being able to burn easily. Its a talent really. Not many people could change skin colours so dramatically so quickly. Yes, I am gifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to hate the paleness. It shows all my skin blemishes. It makes me look uglier than I really am. It makes me look fatter. I hated it. One summer I tried one of those &lt;a href="http://www.jergens.com/our_collection/product_detail.asp?ProductID=8"&gt;tanning lotions&lt;/a&gt;, but it didn't work...and smelled pretty bad too. I never went to tanning booths. I am afraid of the fake n bake. I have seen tanned girls come out red, so there's no way this pale body is going to try it. Besides, we all know its not good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I am stuck being pale. I wouldn't say I enjoy it, but I have learned to tolerate it. People love to make fun of us pale people (why is that?). So now I just play along and make fun of my paleness too. We found the &lt;a href="http://www.noisebot.com/pale_is_the_new_tan_t-shirt"&gt;"pale is the new tan" shirt &lt;/a&gt;on the internet last summer, and KD bought it for me. He loves pale women. Not that he doesn't love tan women, but there's something extra special about pale skin, for him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's enough about that.  I promise this blog won't be all about paleness, just wanted to give some background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-110508176160699926?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/110508176160699926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=110508176160699926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/110508176160699926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/110508176160699926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-told-you-i-was-pale_04.html' title='I Told You I Was Pale'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmS_y4ysWvI/AAAAAAAAACI/_7aZObD7iUk/s72-c/pale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-6596439665706297173</id><published>2007-06-03T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T16:38:03.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Pictures</title><content type='html'>As promised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMd4H2V8kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r8jbD0Wz5q8/s1600-h/handjob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMd4H2V8kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r8jbD0Wz5q8/s320/handjob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930455366169154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMeBn2V8lI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aBckT_y3Rgk/s1600-h/tittyfucking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMeBn2V8lI/AAAAAAAAAA8/aBckT_y3Rgk/s320/tittyfucking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071930618574926418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time getting these to line up correctly.  Does anyone know the best way to get two pics side by side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these are some pics we took last night and again this morning.  This taking pictures during sex thing is sorta new for us.  We did it once before, about 2 years ago.  It was a lot of fun, or so I'm told.  I was pretty drunk and don't remember most of it.  So it has been fun to recreate that night.  I like pretending to be a model and having my picture taken.   I'm sure there will be plenty more photo shoots and pictures to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-6596439665706297173?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/6596439665706297173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=6596439665706297173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6596439665706297173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/6596439665706297173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/our-first-pictures.html' title='Our First Pictures'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vWwWt60NuO4/RmMd4H2V8kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/r8jbD0Wz5q8/s72-c/handjob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-5417884788115253199</id><published>2007-06-02T11:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T12:05:31.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Warm Welcome....</title><content type='html'>Morning folks -- KD, here.  The dude half of us and the decidedly NON-pale one.  (She's as white as this text box, to be honest.  It's like, even at night with all the lights off in the bedroom, I can still make her out perfectly because the glow of the alarm clock reflects like a full moon off her.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so since SS did her introductory post yesterday, maybe I'll &lt;a href="http://www.brandsoftheworld.com/brands/0011/4655/brand.gif"&gt;one-up&lt;/a&gt; her and post a better one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm employed in the aerospace industry as a test pilot at an undisclosed gov't research lab in the &lt;a href="http://www.medianet-pix.com/desert/aGENCE-desert-moley.jpg"&gt;middle of nowhere &lt;/a&gt;.  We generally spend most of the time filling out boring paperwork and watching training videos, so it's really not as glamourous as Hollywood might lead you to believe.  But every so often, I'll sit in a new prototype, futuristic, totally whip-your-ass cool new plane thing.....  and break wind.  Just for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that above paragraph actually isn't serious.  But, through the wonders of Internet anonymity, you probably will never know for sure!  Unless you're a cute girl, in which case I'll give you my number and we can discuss at length.  Don't worry, SS is into &lt;a href="http://www.clubplanet.com/news/blogpics/truth%20or%20dare%20-%20girls%20kissing.JPG"&gt;chicks &lt;/a&gt;too, I think, so it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, as our profile says SS and I live in Philly, or as our non-American friends refer to it -- Filthadelphia.  I'm assuming the city has that nickname for it's sparkling clean, mountain fresh &lt;a href="http://www.isleepinadrawer.com/archives/during.jpeg"&gt;Schuykill river&lt;/a&gt; (oddly enough, pronounced SKOO-kull -- I shit you not) but that might be a stretch.  While I'm sure there are plenty of cities around the US that are worse off then Philadelphia, it really is pretty nasty downtown.  So, when I say SS and I live in Philly, I really mean we live in the suburbs of Philly!  A glorious wonderland of fresh cut lawns, smiling children at play, and &lt;a href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/155399/2/istockphoto_155399_lemons.jpg"&gt;lemonade &lt;/a&gt;stands as far as the eye can see.  For the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the dead squirrel I saw next to the train tracks on my way to work yesterday.  Sorta spoils the euphoria when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I've done a proper nice job of rambling in my "welcome to our blog" post, I'll leave you to your thoughts.  Check back with us regularly, as we have some pretty big plans in store!  Like free oil massages, delicious chocolate creme pudding pops, and if you're lucky, a story about how this one time, at &lt;a href="http://www.bu.edu/bridge/archive/2000/08-11/flute.jpg"&gt;band camp&lt;/a&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- KD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-5417884788115253199?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/5417884788115253199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=5417884788115253199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5417884788115253199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/5417884788115253199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/06/morning-folks-kd-here.html' title='A Warm Welcome....'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-927677433082129930</id><published>2007-05-31T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:19:58.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Origins</title><content type='html'>So, this is my first individual post.  Wish me luck...here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading blogs, mostly sex blogs, for years now.  I always wanted to start my own blog, but didn't think I would have enough to write about.  But a few nights ago at dinner, KD and I were trying to figure out new things that we could do together...and this is what we decided on.  It's much less intimidating when there's someone else to blame the failure on.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we were, or at least I was, a little nervous about what we would post about.  But I think I'll just post whatever I want.  That sounds like a good plan.  We also hope to take part in &lt;a href="http://oshnt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Half-Nekkid Thursdays&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://tmituesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;TMI Tuesdays&lt;/a&gt;.  The problem is that life gets in the way sometimes; but we'll do our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole blogging thing is new to me, so I'm having a lot of fun messing around with the formating and links and all those goodies.  I've added some of my favourite blog links on the right.  Some I've been reading for a long time, some have been recent additions.  I hope you enjoy them.  I'll be adding more fun stuff and playing around with the formating in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was a boring post about nothing in particular.  Maybe I can pull KD away from his video games to take some HNT pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-927677433082129930?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/927677433082129930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=927677433082129930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/927677433082129930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/927677433082129930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/05/origins.html' title='The Origins'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4402401085716590623.post-3541774913939591240</id><published>2007-05-30T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:53:14.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is our blog....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;....if you don't like it, you can go fly a potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, potatoes are pretty tasty, so I wouldn't want you wasting one.  Instead, you should go fly a....  water balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so this is our first post to the blog.  That we made today.  For the first time.  Ever.  We're a pair -- the two of us are -- so if it's signed as KD then you're talking to me.  And if it's signed as SS then you're talking to me instead.  Follow? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, butt seriously though, we're a couple.  (And you didn't even notice I spelled it "butt"!)  KD = the dude.  SS = the chica.  She is, in fact, The Pale One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pale &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;the new tan.  Motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -- KD &amp;amp; SS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4402401085716590623-3541774913939591240?l=thenewtan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/feeds/3541774913939591240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4402401085716590623&amp;postID=3541774913939591240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3541774913939591240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4402401085716590623/posts/default/3541774913939591240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenewtan.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-our-blog.html' title='This is our blog....'/><author><name>KD &amp;amp; SS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09313723542722306653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='21' src='http://emoticons4u.com/love/1396.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
