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“Mug Shots, Psychic Advisors, Midget Prostitutes, and Balls.”
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“Mug Shots, Psychic Advisors, Midget Prostitutes, and Balls.”  Photo courtesy of The Ocean County Corrections Department. -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- WELCOME TO THE SINNERS CLUB -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- “This isn’t funny people! This is my job!” ~ Donald Sutherland “Animal House” ..........Greetings and Salutations to All!.........My Defiantly Devious Devils and Debutantes, Welcome Back for Another “Throwback Thursday’s”.........Ain’t this week’s Snapshot, Errrrr,.........Mugshot into the Past just a Hoot!........Yeah, that would be “Yours Truly” on One of my Worse Evenings way back in the Mid ”Aughts”........Wasn’t I just the Picture of Youthful Rebellion?........Which reminds me, Lately, we’ve been working in a Bad Section of Trenton. Tearing Out foreclosures that are going to be remodeled and turned into rental properties. We’ve been here since last Thursday, so we’re just getting Comfortable. The neighborhood residents are starting to not give us a second glance. Still in all, it’s a Bad neighborhood. It’s Bad enough that I’m happy to carry my framing hammer around with me all day long. It’s the kind of neighborhood where anything that’s not Locked Up or Nailed Down will eventually Walk Away If left Long Enough. “Long Enough” being Five Fucking Minutes. The Boulevard is littered with closed up storefronts. In fact, right up on the corner of the very street that we’re working on, up where the Working Girls gather and mingle, plying their trade even at this Early hour, there’s an empty store with an equally empty upstairs apartment, an eviction Eviction Notice stuck to the front door. The old business sign still hangs overhead. “Psychic Advisor” it’s faded reads. All that’s left however is the Empty Shell of the place. Graffiti tagged plywood covers the big front windows even though the old sign still advertises rather ominously “A Glimpse Into Your Future!!!”. And I can’t help but Wonder, how did they Not see That coming? Bankruptcy and Ruin! A bullet like That you’d think they’d have been able to Dodge! I suppose that Speaks Volumes on not only the ability, but the downright Legitimacy of that particular “Psychic Advisor”. Anywho, a few of the Bolder more Enterprising Working Girls from up on the corner have started to wander down to the job site around , sometimes hanging around through lunch. I guess that they get slow Mid Morning. One of these “Ladies of the Evening” also happens to be a Midget. Errr, Little Person? I dunno, whatever the Politically Correct terminology happens to be. Dwarf maybe? Nah,........Dwarf Just Sounds a little too Tolkienish to Me. Then again, what the fuck do I know? Apparently not as much as I thought, because Low and Behold during lunch I see The Ace disappearing into the equipment trailer with The Dwarf. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. Fucking these days! Am I right? So I waited around a couple or five minutes until the comes walking back . “Well, That was Quicker Thank even I expected!” I say to him. “Ace, you Twisted Little Monkey Fuck, I had No Idea that You likes ‘em Small. Is this something that I should be Concerned about?” I go on. “I mean, Is there Anything that you want to tell Me?” “What?!?!” The exclaimed “No!” “You sure?” I say nudging him roughly. “I’ll drive you down to the Precinct House and you can Confess and get the Help that You need.” “Fuck Off Man!” The tells Me. “It ain’t like you’re thinking, go and ask her for the “$25 Special”. “Nothing Personal Ace.” I inform him. “But I don’t for it, that just ain’t My style, never was.” “Dude!” He insists. “Trust , It’s Sooooo worth Every penny!” “Ace,.....” “Listen, she’s probably Still over by the Trailer, I saw her talking to Prince Paul right after she’d gotten done with .” “Great Satan’s Pitchfork!” I exclaimed. “Lunch is over, isn’t Anybody actually Working today?!?!” “It would appear Not.” The Ace remarks looking around. “C’mon Ace, Let’s get Back to It!” I say clapping my hands together for effect. “Don’t make Me beg!” “Oh Alright, Alright Already!” The finally says. “At least go and Talk to her, she’s Smarter than you think.” “Ace!” I bellow, pointing to the house. “Go!” As he turns to go he pushes me towards the trailer. “I think that I might have left it Unlocked.” He yells to me over his shoulder. “Ace!” I screamed. “I told You Not to leave the equipment trailer Open!” “Sorry Boss!” He calls from the porch. “Yeah, yeah, sure.” I mumble walking along side of the trailer. “Fucking everything has probably been Stolen already!” Behind the trailer a Big F-350 Turbo Diesel Dually with signs on the door claiming the Owner to be a Stone Mason who’s business is called simply “Stoned” sits there idling loudly. It’s nose pointed slightly downward and it’s open tailgate sticking up and into the street. Paul comes walking from between the trailer and the truck, heading past with a nod on his way back inside. “You seen the Four Foot Bar around?” “I think it’s in that back bedroom.” “Righto!” He shouts back as I walk around the back of the trailer. Standing there is the Dwarf , in a Red Leather Corset And Black Pants, one hip cocked while she reapplies more lipstick to her already Garishly Painted . As my shadow falls across the ground her feet she looks up, squinting and smiling. “Well Now, aren’t You a Tall Drink of Water!” She says Sweetly with a childish Squeal of Delight. “Did you want a “$25 Special” like the last guy?” She asks innocently. “What’ a “$25 Special”?” “Okay,” She begins, all business Now. “I don’t see a ring, and if you’re not Married, then it’s a pretty Safe bet that you’re probably on at least one of those “Online Hook Up sites, right?” I just stand there silently. “You got a Cock Shot?” I continue to stand there silently. “Right.” She says after a moment. “So, for $25, You pull your dick, and I’ll stand behind you and reach around and grab it with my hands while You down and take pictures with your phone.” “Wait, What?!?!” I ask Incredulously. “Why would I for That!” Shaking her head she asks , “Do you see these Hands honey?” Holding them up Demurely so that I can get a better them. “You can see that I don’t have the typical midget “Sausage Fingers” as they say.” “Uhhmmm,”. I stammer “Who says That?” Uncontrollably looking around. She simply waves me off. “My hands look just like a woman’s hands, they’re just Half the Size.” “The fingers are Nice and Slender.” I say, looking down at them closer now. “They look so Delicate.” “Thanks, I just did my<b> nails </font></b>last night.” “Nice.” I add. “Now, nothing personal, but I can tell by the way you carry yourself that you’ve Most Likely got an Averaged Sized Dick.” “Hey Now.” I respond, but she simply waves me off again. “Just Think about how Big your Dick is going to Look in These Hands!” She reasons. “It’s going to look Humongous! Every woman that sees the pictures is going to think that you’re Hung like a !” She continues. “Now, for $25 I think that that’s a Deal, a Steal, Shit, that’s the of the Fucking Century!” She finished matter-of-factly with a Wicked Little Grin. I stood there looking down at her for a couple more moments before saying quietly. “You are a Shrewd, shrewd Business Woman!” She just nods Smiling. “So.” I ask. “Do you wanna do this Here, or in the Trailer?” A few hours later, at quitting time, I find The Ace and Prince Paul sharing a THC vape cartridge while staring intently of the back window the neighbors small back lot. As I walk up between the two of them unheard, or unnoticed, I grab the vape pen from The ’s hands and take a long off of it. I notice that they are standing there, Transfixed as the neighbors Big Pit Bull sits, leg in the air, licking his balls thoroughly. “C’mon Guys.” I say shaking my head. “The Police are on their way, and I don’t want to be here when they up.” “Why are the Cops coming?” Paul asks not bothering to away from the giving himself a Tongue Bath. “Somebody Stole the mason’s Truck!” “Who, “Stoned’s” Ace asks. “I guess.” I answered. “I told him Not to leave it running unattended.” The Ace laments, Still watching the neighbors go to town. “Even if it’s a diesel, Not in this Neighborhood!” “Man.” Prince Paul says without looking away from the lapping in the next yard over. “I wish that I could do that!” “Well, if I were You, I’d start off by Petting Him first.” The Ace tells him. “C’mon Stoners!” I say turning to go. “Let’s try and get the Fuck Out of Dodge before the Sun Sets!” ..........So I guess that’s how My Day went,........I hope that all of Yours went considerably Better,........Until the Next Time,.........My Faithful Flock,........And If You should Need Me,.........For Anything,........You know where I’ll be,.........Right Here,.......Where you left Me,............. Sinfully Yours, backpocket President: The Sinners Club -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- THE MEEK CAN HAVE THE EARTH, I’LL BE DONE WITH IT BY THEN -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- -|- |
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You got the ‘$25 special’ and no pics or are you keeping them hidden?
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I thoroughly enjoyed reading about your day. Some of it made me laugh out loud. Love the news meme (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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heyyyyy...where is my cock shots!!!! lol...although i am only 4'10", i am not a midget...pretty close...but...no...lol... once i was chatting with a dude with self claimed huge dick, i told him, maybe because your hands are small...that's how your dick looks big in the profile pic??? oh i was just jokin, but i guess i busted his egos... anyway... i have small hands...will do it for you for free...you can keep your $25...deal?
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Much more interesting day than mine.... that's for sure... lol 😁 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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4/18/2019 4:57 pm |
That was a nice "Little" story. I had a submissive client at my BD/SM parlor in Studio City, Ca. come see me and I asked him his name. He said " I am Neil." I thought what kind of parent would name their midget son kneel? What ever it was fitting. Many little people, that's the politically correct name for midgets now, like their Lilliputians, have regular sized heads, hands and yes penis's. Neil's dick hung to his knees. I think the photo op you passed up was a wise decision. Having tiny hands on a grown mans cock can have legal ramifications. This brings me to the elephant in the room or in this case the pygmy. The psychic connection seems to obvious as told in this breaking news image. Thanks for a little humor in my otherwise uneventful day irreverently yours Melisa Moore
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What a wild and crazy day that was huh..and mug shot not a bad one have a great night.. Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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Pretty fucking good mug shot!
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