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Saturday, December 13, 2008

Still Cruising

I'm hacking my throat up today with a cough that seems to have come from nowhere and been caused by nothing except bad luck, so I may not have commented on everyone's site. If I don't get any better, I may give tomorrow a miss - literally!

You'll have to provide your own captions today.





























Friday, December 12, 2008

Cruise to Paradise

It was only when I started to cap this that I noticed the little interaction with Rogers.



There are some great belly shots in this episode.









Then there's what he does with his leg in Joey's cell.












Thursday, December 11, 2008

Calling All Kitteh Lovers

I couldn't believe this video posted on Lolcats. At first I thought the kitten was being force-fed, but it seems this was all his own idea.

Verdict

The cotton toilet paper is nice and soft, and quite strong. You don't have to wash and reuse it, ha, ha, ha. (Actually, that was my first thought, too.) It biodegrades - hopefully not till after you've flushed it, though.

Dear Vincent

I have a vacancy.

It's in my bed. Hope that's OK.

See you there.


You can stare at me lovingly. Well, longingly at least.


You can peer at me tenderly.


You can bend over me attentively.


You can raise your eyebrows in amazement.


You can take down my dress. Sorry, my ADdress.


I will keep you smiling.


I will tenderly caress your neck which you offer to me so generously.


Don't worry about any itch, I will scratch it for you.



Love from Val.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Vacant

I think this describes the look on the idiot friend's face throughout the episode, but especially when she's making eyes at Bobby.

This slideshow came to me as I was capping this episode this evening.



So did the idea of comparing the thick, ugly fingers of one of the world's favourite sex objects

to the long, slender ones of the world's sexiest hunk.














I like George Clooney. But really, he's not in the same league as our Vincent.

Bobby's Dead

No, not Bobby -

- Bobby.
London Zoo's Western Lowland Gorilla was found dead on Friday morning by his keepers. He was just 25, and since meeting his two new girlfriends he had been VERY sexually active. Without result, unfortunately. Perhaps that was what caused the poor boy's demise.
Two visits ago - when he was crapping into his own hand between his legs, pasting it on the window and then licking it off - I did say the shit was not a healthy-looking colour.
Last visit, he was unwell and under the vet's care, taking antibiotics.
Now he's gone.
No doubt the zoo will introduce the females on Gorilla Island to a new male at some future date. I just hope he treats them as well as this gentle giant.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

All The Latest Rage

In the whole food market in Kensington on Saturday, I found something I couldn't resist.

Yes, you read it right. It's toilet paper made out of cotton. It's organic and fully biodegradable. It's very smooth and soft.

I only paid £1.99 for it. I just found it online "reduced" to £3.16. Unless someone a bit nearer starts to stock it, I thinks it's the only time I'm ever going to be buying it.

Rightful Life

Who would disagree with that assessment of either Vincent or Bobby?

He is so generous with offering us his nibblable neck.


His smile is so sweet.


"You see, Doc, mine reaches all the way over there."


Bobby gives a sly sideways look at the Vixens queuing up to snog him.


"GIrls, it's only that long."


"OK, Eames, maybe this long."


"It could even be this long."


"This cute smile will slay them."


"This raised eyebrow will make Diane scream and Eliza faint."



Monday, December 08, 2008

Not Enough Flesh

However proud we are of Bobby, we don't get enough of his flesh...
Touch-typing with an invisible keyboard.


Bobby gets ready to lick the honey off the spoon.

"Come and kiss me just here."
With pleasure, sweetheart. Just step off the screen and into my bedroom.


Bobby leans back in his chair and displays his glorious tum for us.


"Eames, you have a smudge just here."



Sunday, December 07, 2008

Creepy Crawly

Bobby wonders what on earth is growing out of Eames' head.


He worries about it all day.


While pondering he inadvertantly flashes a length of wrist.


So if a man's penis is three times as long as his thumb...


"Then mine just set a new world record."


This is neat. If you look into his eyes - er, eye - you can really see his hands
manipulating (love that word) the typewriter ribbon he's transcribing.


Then his big mitt holds the teeny tiny pen to write down what he's discerned.


"All this sexy talk from the Vixens makes me all hot under the collar."


Bobby's back for Basric. And me.


Bobby's neck and lashes for all of us.


"I don't get it - she's met me, and she STILL prefers the decrepit Bernard."
We don't get it either, Bobby.


Checking out the Python raises a smile.
We would like to smile too, Bobby. Can we have a peep?


While checking out that Bernard is dead, Bobby accidentally throttles him.



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