Looking regal? A touch of class, and maybe a little judicious arrogance. A little Horace Rumpole, of the Old Baily, maybe mixed with the mean-assed headmaster from The Wall.
Oh, a thought. Perhaps a deep thought. Perhaps a series of deepish thoughts, all squiggled up and mysterious, looking like one nasty troubling conundrum, confusing the established order of things. Out damned thought! Be gone! Disturb NOT the quiet confidence of the ivory tower dweller!
Aaaaa. There it is. The nasty disquieting thought is gone. Confidence is back, shining like a light from above.
And, have I said that I DO look good in this outfit. It's all light and silky soft...
And feels SUPER dead sexy when you've got nothing on underneath. Wooohoooo!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
I just thought you might wanna see how well I filled out that official garb.
Posted by FHB at 8:00 AM
Labels: destroying your notions of the sobriety of highrer education
13 comments:
holy crap, you are hanging out
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
smiles, bee
xoxoxooxxoxoxoox
Nice gams!
I've been known to make those sorts of facial expressions when I'm anticipating a rather large and "gamey" fart episode...!
You da man, er ah I think
That is a bit to much info thanks!
Thank God you showed off your fat hairy leg and not your fat hairy ass!
Man that was terrific - best post ever! You'll have all the school girls banging...er...knocking on your door!
Stand still laddie!
Could you hike it up a little higher?
ROWR! ;)
I had made up my mind that I liked the third photo the best. Then I got to the bottom and beer snorted out my nose. That one was a beauty!
Oh my god, great pics!
*wolf whistles from the peanut gallery*
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