Why don't I get along with people anymore? Lately I've been on a real anger rampage. It would seem disingenuous for me to pretend that it's all the other people who have problems and none of it is my fault. But that is how it seems to me. Really. Maybe I was just way too nice for way too long and all the resentment started to bubble up within me recently. Still, even the pent-up aggression of a lifetime will not compel me to risk the liability of hitting somebody first. I really wanted to punch Coral in the nose when she was behaving like an imbecile at a fake wrestling shoot we were at. She was being a little too vigorous in her following of the script with the predetermined outcome and I very much desired to pound it into her head that we were only acting and not really wrestling. Instead of pounding it into her head I just spit in her face. That got her going and she landed the first blow! When all was said and done only one of us could continue the shoot. The shocked cameraman just continued snapping photos of the last woman standing. Please check inside my Playhouse for photo evidence of the incident.
-- XXOO Tanya
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Sunday, November 28, 2004
BIG BOOBS and BRASH TALK inside www.jackoffland.com !!!
Who says two busty blondes can't be best friends? Jon, the chef at
the club I dance at, said that. I told him to go make a sandwich.
Carolyn Monroe and I had been best friends for the past 2 weeks and
nothing was ever going to change that. To prove our point she and I
continued to parade around in coordinating outfits all month long
even when we took our snack break. Smug with satisfaction she and I
would also order matching lunches from Jon: leafy green salads with
no dressing and lemon wedges on the side. That went on until
last week when Jon eyed my midsection, told me I was a porker, and
informed me that my diet wasn't working. Carolyn should have been
ready to kill him for that, but instead she started laughing! I
couldn't give Jon the satisfaction of seeing us fight right in front
of him so I grabbed her by one of her giant tits and dragged her into
the storage room out in back of the club.....
Please check out the violence-packed photos inside
www.jackoffland.com to see just who came out on top in our heated
battle.
-- XXOO Tanya
Who says two busty blondes can't be best friends? Jon, the chef at
the club I dance at, said that. I told him to go make a sandwich.
Carolyn Monroe and I had been best friends for the past 2 weeks and
nothing was ever going to change that. To prove our point she and I
continued to parade around in coordinating outfits all month long
even when we took our snack break. Smug with satisfaction she and I
would also order matching lunches from Jon: leafy green salads with
no dressing and lemon wedges on the side. That went on until
last week when Jon eyed my midsection, told me I was a porker, and
informed me that my diet wasn't working. Carolyn should have been
ready to kill him for that, but instead she started laughing! I
couldn't give Jon the satisfaction of seeing us fight right in front
of him so I grabbed her by one of her giant tits and dragged her into
the storage room out in back of the club.....
Please check out the violence-packed photos inside
www.jackoffland.com to see just who came out on top in our heated
battle.
-- XXOO Tanya
Saturday, November 27, 2004
November has been a month of action here. Please check inside my Playhouse to find evidence of crushing violence directed at a young, naive wanna-be cheerleader.....(it's always those pesky cheerleaders):
British soccer is one of my all-consuming passions, nevermind that it's not called soccer over there. Everton is the team I live and breathe for. The regal blue of the Everton jersey is the color of glory. It is the hue of dignity. The shade of honor. Imagine my horror and disgust at discovering my nemesis Summer decked out in a CHEERLEADER'S UNIFORM of Everton colors!!! Was she CRAZY?! She really thought she was going to accompany me to the pub at 3AM to watch Everton on the big screen while they were playing across the Atlantic. Of course I was already wearing my official Everton kit and I felt it was my call of duty to squelch her tawdry hopes..
-- XXOO Tanya
British soccer is one of my all-consuming passions, nevermind that it's not called soccer over there. Everton is the team I live and breathe for. The regal blue of the Everton jersey is the color of glory. It is the hue of dignity. The shade of honor. Imagine my horror and disgust at discovering my nemesis Summer decked out in a CHEERLEADER'S UNIFORM of Everton colors!!! Was she CRAZY?! She really thought she was going to accompany me to the pub at 3AM to watch Everton on the big screen while they were playing across the Atlantic. Of course I was already wearing my official Everton kit and I felt it was my call of duty to squelch her tawdry hopes..
-- XXOO Tanya
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Good evening,
I had lots of fun today at the Glamourcon Convention in Los Angeles and will bethere again tomorrow at the booth of www.xoticempire.com .Please stop by if you can!
-- XXOO Tanya
I had lots of fun today at the Glamourcon Convention in Los Angeles and will bethere again tomorrow at the booth of www.xoticempire.com .Please stop by if you can!
-- XXOO Tanya
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Good evening,
This weekend I will be at the Glamourcon convention in Los Angeles on both Saturday and Sunday. I hope to see some of you there. Information for the event is at http://glamourcon.com/ !
-- XXOO Tanya
This weekend I will be at the Glamourcon convention in Los Angeles on both Saturday and Sunday. I hope to see some of you there. Information for the event is at http://glamourcon.com/ !
-- XXOO Tanya
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
BEAVERS MAKE BIG-BUCKS DAM
GREENSBURG, La. - These eager beavers had a whole new slant on money laundering.
A bag of bills stolen from a casino was snapped up by beavers who wove thousands of dollars in soggy currency into the sticks and brush of their dam on a creek in eastern Louisiana.
“They hadn’t torn the bills up. They were still whole,” said Maj. Michael Martin of the East Feliciana Parish sheriff’s office.
The money was part of $70,000 to $75,000 taken last week from the Lucky Dollar Casino in Greensburg.
St. Helena Parish deputies searched for the money for days until a lawyer, hoping to make a deal with prosecutors for a client, called and said the money had been discarded in the creek, Police Chief Ronald Harrell said.
Officers searched the creek during the weekend, finding one money bag right away and spotting a second downstream against the beaver dam.
The third bag of cash couldn’t be found, Martin said, so deputies started breaking down the beaver dam to drain the pond it was holding. That was when they saw the dam’s expensive decoration. They eventually found the missing bag, which the beavers hadn’t completely emptied.
“The casino people were elated” to get the money back, even if some of it was wet, Harrell said.
Altogether, deputies found about $40,000, and they expect to find the rest in a safety deposit box at a bank in Mississippi, authorities said.
-- XXOO Tanya
GREENSBURG, La. - These eager beavers had a whole new slant on money laundering.
A bag of bills stolen from a casino was snapped up by beavers who wove thousands of dollars in soggy currency into the sticks and brush of their dam on a creek in eastern Louisiana.
“They hadn’t torn the bills up. They were still whole,” said Maj. Michael Martin of the East Feliciana Parish sheriff’s office.
The money was part of $70,000 to $75,000 taken last week from the Lucky Dollar Casino in Greensburg.
St. Helena Parish deputies searched for the money for days until a lawyer, hoping to make a deal with prosecutors for a client, called and said the money had been discarded in the creek, Police Chief Ronald Harrell said.
Officers searched the creek during the weekend, finding one money bag right away and spotting a second downstream against the beaver dam.
The third bag of cash couldn’t be found, Martin said, so deputies started breaking down the beaver dam to drain the pond it was holding. That was when they saw the dam’s expensive decoration. They eventually found the missing bag, which the beavers hadn’t completely emptied.
“The casino people were elated” to get the money back, even if some of it was wet, Harrell said.
Altogether, deputies found about $40,000, and they expect to find the rest in a safety deposit box at a bank in Mississippi, authorities said.
-- XXOO Tanya
Monday, November 08, 2004
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Inside THE BONDAGE ROOM:
Joey had an evil glint in his eye long before we began the ride up that mountain in Malibu. Fortunately it was a warm day, but I really had not appreciated being herded out of my house in nothing but my bikini bottoms and sandals. He had thrown a leather jacket at me and told me to put it on as he started up his bike. I knew better than to argue and had an inkling that I was in for a long afternoon. It took over 2 hours to ride to a crumbling house in a desolate location, but when we arrived I could not help but admire the panoramic view of the Pacific Ocean and all the beach cities at its shores. My sightseeing was cut short by the appearance of numerous other leather-clad bikers who must have been inside the house. Joey informed me that I was going to put on a "show." I thought he was just making fun of me, but I nervously began posing on the bike for one of the guys who pulled out a camera. I tried to joke around and asked him if these were for ransom photos. He grinned a nasty grin and asked: "Why? Do you really think someone is going to notice that you are missing?" Within minutes I found myself tied to that bike and my feeble protestations were cut off by a large red ballgag that was shoved roughly into my mouth. Terror gripped my heart. What were they going to do to me???
-- XXOO Tanya
Joey had an evil glint in his eye long before we began the ride up that mountain in Malibu. Fortunately it was a warm day, but I really had not appreciated being herded out of my house in nothing but my bikini bottoms and sandals. He had thrown a leather jacket at me and told me to put it on as he started up his bike. I knew better than to argue and had an inkling that I was in for a long afternoon. It took over 2 hours to ride to a crumbling house in a desolate location, but when we arrived I could not help but admire the panoramic view of the Pacific Ocean and all the beach cities at its shores. My sightseeing was cut short by the appearance of numerous other leather-clad bikers who must have been inside the house. Joey informed me that I was going to put on a "show." I thought he was just making fun of me, but I nervously began posing on the bike for one of the guys who pulled out a camera. I tried to joke around and asked him if these were for ransom photos. He grinned a nasty grin and asked: "Why? Do you really think someone is going to notice that you are missing?" Within minutes I found myself tied to that bike and my feeble protestations were cut off by a large red ballgag that was shoved roughly into my mouth. Terror gripped my heart. What were they going to do to me???
-- XXOO Tanya
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