Dearest Sillies of the Most Silly,
This one took years. August has no holidays, and it fails to inspire me. Heck, I'm no fan. The hottest month of all deserves mention, though.
So yeah, this gal completed an August poem, and thus a full calendar year's worth of erotica, just on time for 8/1/26.
Please enjoy.
Stay cool and hot in ONLY the most pleasurable of ways.
Love you, my Sillies.
P.S. Sorry about Martha. She won't stay away.
Stay cool, Throbbin' Robyn, stay cool!
ReplyDeleteThank you, hot and cool SWS. I hope all's well in your world. HRH's too.
DeleteThat is the only way to sum up August! How did people live without AC?
ReplyDeleteAnd no love for National Ice Cream Sandwich Day?
EXACTLY, Alex. I didn't realize August has an ice cream SANDWICH day. My bad. Shame on me. I think there's an Ice Cream Day in July. I better catch up.
DeleteThanks!
That heat is why people kept going west, trying to escape it.
ReplyDeleteThat photo of you in the corner is really good.
Thank you, Diane. I had a batch of professional photos taken by a friend. They turned out to my liking.
DeleteI hope you're staying cool or cool enough over there.
Go away Martha, go away! Maybe if we chant together she'll get the message and depart. So far, July was hotter for us than August, which is pretty weird. We had one cool week, and so far August hasn't been bad, except more humid I think.
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Well I sure hope August stays kind to you, Sandy.
DeleteKeep a smile.