Here’s what I think is a great idea, though one that came to me too late for most of us do this year.
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Save a couple of your best ornaments for Christmas Eve – that’s tonight this year – and finish off the tree then. Make a “date” of it and spice up that old tradition of the Christmas Eve gift exchange.
Rosie Jones is showing us the perfect woman, one with a head for business and body for pleasure. After all, in these all too financially trying times it takes perfect or near perfect woman to maintain a healthy and happy work-life balance. 😉
What with the raging infection of Political Correctness and censorship that America is suffering from and all, some things have become more and more difficult to do. An example of this is simply posting a picture of a woman with melons…
Nice Non-Racist Melons
I think, however, I’ve managed this feat with this pic of some delightful and non-Racist melons. at least insofar as any jabbering screams of racism are concerned.
As the babe is White and there’s nothing in her clothing or the setting to indicate “Blackness,” it’ll take some interesting to watch and probably painful to perform contortion of emotion – they don’t actually think – on the part of either Liberals and Progressive or the Blackivists and their “posses” to claim this is racist. Similarly, unless they’re ready to say that watermelons are actually “Black,” thereby validating any and every watermelon joke out there, they can’t even claim it’s cultural appropriation.
Yep! I’m proud to show you all these nice and non-racist melons. 😀
Yep! Believe it or not, we men window shop at least as much as women do, though for different “merchandise” than the majority of ladies seem to care for, though that seems to be changing with the times.
Of course some of the females out there have other names for our window shopping, such as “street harassment,” “sexism,” “objectification,” and/or “misogyny” to name just a few.
For myself, I prefer my first wife’s statement on this topic, “I don’t care where he gets his appetite as long as he comes home for dinner.” Then, despite all her many, many faults, my first wife was an order of magnitude better than many of the females that America has allowed itself to be saddled with.