Back.

And I'm still as spanking as ever.
Even the highly polluted air of Hong Kong couldn't
kill me.


Simply rotted off the skin of my face.


Still as spankin' as ever. Spanking, though broke.


Pictures to follow, though I'm not sure I have enough bandwidth
to upload them all. The dilemma, the dilemma.


The lace underwear, that I got for her.


The bimbotic T-shirt I got for myself.




So many things, so many things.
Won't the fat lady sing?