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Friday, April 18, 2014

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Pink Think

Pink is a pale red color, which takes its name from the flower of the same name.  According to surveys in Europe and the United States, pink, especially when combined with white or pale blue, is the color most commonly associated with femininity, sensitivity, tenderness, childhood, and the romantic. However, when combined with violet or black, it is associated with eroticism and seduction.

The color pink is named after the flowers called pinks, Dianthus, derived from the frilled edge of the flowers—the verb "to pink" dates from the 14th century and means "to decorate with a perforated or punched pattern" (possibly from German "pinken" = to peck).

As noted and referenced above, the word "pink" was first used as a noun to refer to the color known today as pink in the 17th century. The verb sense of the word "pink" continues to be used today in the name of the hand tool known as pinking shears.

We just like it because of the way it shows off a bod, no?

Tuesday, April 15, 2014


Sometimes slicking up is the best way to show off the results of all of your hard work... 

Monday, April 14, 2014

Oh Captain, my Captain America

O Captain! My Captain America!
(More broetry by Brian McGackin)
O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The Allied boys have reached Berlin, we've beaten back the Huns;
Now Hitler's out, that Sour Kraut, he shot himself or something,
And pretty soon we'll drop the bomb, those Japs could use a thumping:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O my friend, how can it be?
So near the end my Captain's died,
Fallen in the sea.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and shake it off;
Rise up--and thaw your costume some--you've been gone long enough;
They found you in a block of ice--some poor old frozen stranger;
But now they'll have you lead their club, they'll call you an Avenger;

Here Captain! dear partner!
Oh wait, shit, never mind;
There's been some kind of Civil War,
You're dead again I find.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
They shot him on the courthouse steps, he has no pulse nor will;
At least this is a nobler death than drowning all alone;
The grave can wait, he'll lie in state, surrounded by his own;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
My Captain's heaven-sent,
He shall finally find his--fuck!
I think he's back again . . .

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Join my frat? Broetry

An example of Broetry (by Brian McGackin)
I have finished
the beer
that was in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
for Friday

Forgive me
this girl came over
so sweet
and so hot

How do you access us?

How do you Swing?