Lord Help The Mister That Comes Between Me And My Sister!!

You know I really want my sister Tamara to marry Michael Buble and frankly that wasn't going to happen whilst her boobies were taking a vacation to her knees. Interview after interview she was all tricked out under her clothes but her boobies were west ward ho. So like the good sister I am and because she is the beauty in this duo I told her so and it was get thee to a proper bra shop pronto, see that is my Italian right there. So off we trotted and the result can best be admired via You Tube. Oh those boys from Temper trap no doubt where all askew and bedazzled by Tamara's wondrous ways and no doubt her wonder bra. Good on you sister, see no surgery required! Now if only I could work out a way to post you a link, will work on it and then you to can be the judge of boobies ahoy!!!!

On Holiday

Oh dear it seems my beloved readers that I have been on holidays. Actually it isn't really a holiday it is just that I have been devoting my time to other writing projects at the moment. All is well except for the lovely Mattia. As it turns out he had a barney with his team and is no longer riding in this season's round. Probably a good thing since he has spent the season picking gravel out of his arse. So whom am I going to oogle at now. I guess its back to watching the boy across the road. If only I knew what band he was in, I could no doubt use my friend google. Still a first name might be an idea, time to boil up some lemon butter me thinks......