TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN HNT

KISS MY LILLY WHITE ASS!

I wasn't going to participate this week, but decided not to let THEM bring me down that far. I've only missed one week since I started doing HNT and I'm not about to stop now.

Happy Ass Kissing HNT!

PS
The reason I moved here is in the post below.

I have an itch HNT

That I just have to scratch.

Damn that feels good.


Happy Itchy HNT!

Tits for Troops HNT

I came across the bestest web site ever, Tits for Troops. One of the "owners of the blog is the very hot and sexy Vixen. They started this blog as their way of showing support for our troops that are helping fight the war against terrorism. At least that what I surmised. They asked the ladies to send in pictures of their tits as a way to show how much they support the troops.

Please don’t be afraid to send in your shots. You can remain anonymous or I can link you anyway you please. If you would like to send in a picture(s) to contribute, email me! Doesn’t have to be anything special, just snap and send me your boobs. It was decided that any of you guys who would like to submit certainly may. As long as they are boobs/chests/pecks, I’ll post ‘em!

As much as I LOVE looking at women's tits, I got to thinking that the troops may not want to see just women's tits, but maybe, just maybe, they would want to see man tits too. So I sent an email to Vixen asking her if us men could show our support too. Guess what? The answer was yes! Today, I'm proud to say, my contribution was posted.


I know I've posted this for HNT already and it shows more than just my tits. But hey, if your into old, fat guys in their bulging underwear, then you'll appreciate it. Or you can just laugh, your choice. Regardless, show your support for the troops and flash your tits at the Tits for Troops web site.

Happy Tits for Troops HNT!

Honoring the Third Anniversary of HNT

This week Os asked us to make an HNT post celebrating HNT's 3rd anniversary. The theme is "Three". No rules, no guidelines, no nothing, just make it a "Three" post.

"Thanks a lot Os! A lot of help that is!"

So I thought and I thought and I thought and I thought and I thought and I thought and I thought and I thought, until I couldn't thunk no more and finally came up with this. It's a replay of an HNT post from 2006 when I was a wee lad of three years old.

Three years old qualifies as the "Three", right?

This is a picture of my mom, my brother Rodney and me in front of our house in Huntington Station, Long Island, New York. This was taken in 1951. I figured I couldn't go wrong if I posted it, because the chicks seem to love my baby pictures and the guys will like looking at the old cars. There are bonus points if you can tell what the car is behind us.

HAPPY HNT ANNIVERSARY OS!

Army Days HNT

Forty years ago this week I was drafted into the US Army.














Thirty Eight years ago this week I was discharge with the rank of Specialist E-5. Which ain't bad after just two years. Here's a picture of me right after I got out the hospital after being wounded.


Now after all these years here I am in one of my finer BTExpress moments. I'm happier than I've ever been and living life at it's fullest.

Happy HNT Y'all!

Baby Stoney HNT

Lately I've been reminiscing and here's some more.

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My big brother was born about four years before me and given the name Rodney Wayne. I was born next and named after my father, Anthony Joesph, Jr. Four years later my baby sister was born and given the name Diane. Nope, no middle name.

My father's nickname was Stoney, because they said he had a head as hard as stone. I was my father's favorite of the three kids, so was given the the nickname of Little Stoney. Here's a picture of Little Stoney on May 4, 1949 at just six months old. Ain't I adorable?


It's a long story, but you guys with kids, PLEASE NEVER EVER, EVER, EVER pick a favorite child. I know it may be difficult, but take it from me, it causes nothing but resentment that can last a life time. My father let it be known I was his favorite. My mom knew it and so did my sister and brother. That caused a lot of grief for us all. My brother picked on me A LOT and has tried to make up for it as an adult. I don't really know how much it affected my sister. My mom knew and favored my brother and sister to try to make up for the extra attention he paid to me.

Here's the happy family when it was a happy family in Silver Springs Florida in 1955.

Happy the Good Old Days HNT!

Flashback Rerun HNT

About a week ago I received a telephone call from my mom's doctor in Michigan. She requested a family meeting in Michigan to discuss my mom's rapidly progressing dementia and the beginning of the onset of Alzheimer. My mom is forgetting to take her medicine and sometimes even eat. The doctor thinks it's time to get someone to visit her daily to make sure she takes her meds and prepare her a meal or two. My brother and I will be flying there probably next week.

That call brought back many memories, so last Sunday I posted a story about the years after my mom and dad were divorced until 1963 when my mom sent me to live with my dad in New York. I decided that today I'd relive a few more memories of my childhood and repost a story from last year about some carefree days when I was seven.

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I lived in Florida from about the age of 4 1/2 until half way through the 9th grade in 1963. My father was a lineman by trade and my mother was a housewife. When the work got scare for my father in one place, we'd move to where ever he could find work. My mom told me that sometimes my father would come home on a Friday tell her to pack. We had to move right away and be in a new place on Sunday, so he could start a new job Monday morning.

I remember living in these places; St. Petersburg, Clearwater, Boynton Beach, Starke, Hypoluxo, Jacksonville. I'm sure there were more, but that's all I can remember. We lived in three different places in Jacksonville alone.

In 1955 we moved from St. Petersburg to Clearwater. Here we are doing what we did practically every weekend, fishing. We didn't have very much, but one thing my father made sure of, was that we always had a boat.








In Clearwater, we lived in an apartment above the garage behind our landlords house. I loved that place. The house was across the street from a park with a playground. The best part about living there was sliding down the banister of the stairs that went up to the apartment.

These are my father's parents. If you guessed they are Polish, your right. This shot of us was taken on Christmas Eve in 1955. We always opened our gift on Christmas Eve.

My grand parents lived near us no matter where we moved. We'd move and not long after that they moved too. My father had a 'love/hate' relationship with my grand father. Every once in a while they would have a big argument, and my grand parents would move away. But it wasn't very long before they'd move back near us again. I loved having them around so much. My cousin John from Pennsylvania told me that he almost never saw our grand parents, so I guess I was lucky.

I carried that air rifle around with me everywhere and almost never took off that holster.










I think my grandfather loved fishing as much as my father did. I remember the day they brought this tarpon home. It was the biggest fish I seen up to that point. All the neighbors came over to take a look at it.





"I love you mommy."

This shot was taken during Christmas 1956. Miraculously, we still lived in the same apartment. I really have a lot of great memories of living here. Like the time in third grade I was arrested for breaking and entering. Well, not arrested exactly, but my friend and I were taken out of school by the police and reprimanded to our parents custody.

But that's story for another day.

Happy HNT Y'all!

Fantasy HNT

Lori has a fantasy too.

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow HNT

This is the before, click, click for the after.


Happy HNT!

Graduation HNT

"Two score, nineteen years, four months and twenty nine days ago, my mother and father brought forth on this continent a new baby, conceived in lust, and dedicated to the proposition that life shall be lived to it’s fullest."

I've lived life to the fullest. In high school I drank, smoked, stayed one step ahead of the police and generally screwed off too much and barely graduated. However, graduate I did and on time at 300th in my class of 334 and here's proof!

Happy HNT!

It's Not Me HNT, ......

....... but she is mine, does that count?

Happy HNT!

Basement Cleaning HNT

Last July I decided to it was time to clean out my basement. I even made a before video of what it looked like. (It's 10 minutes, so skip ahead if you don't want to see the before.)



I procrastinated and procrastinated and procrastinated, but I finally did it. Well, about 90% did it.

Lori and I met some friends that couldn't wait to get down into my basement and dig through over 30 years worth of crap treasures. I told them I got first dibs on what was down there, then Lori and then they could fight over the rest. They agreed, so last Saturday Anne Marie, Bill and Maggie came over to help Lori and me get the basement back in shape. Well, 90% back in shape.

Around noon the cleaning crew pulled up in front of the house.







They got the first look at what they had gotten themselves in for.








Then a look to the left for this view.









And then they turned the corner and got a look at this.








And then this.


If it wasn't for the refrigerator full of beer and the gin, they might have been scared away.




Hell, if it wasn't for this view all day I might have even considered abandoning the project.

3 1/2 hours later we'd finished and this is what the basement looked like.

Bill did most of the lugging the stuff no one wanted out to the street for the trash and the garbage scavengers that come around the neighborhood the night before the garbage is picked up.






This is another view of the trash.








This is the stuff we are going to take to Goodwill.








This is the stuff Lori and I wanted and stuff my son might want, but still has to look through.









This is the stuff my helpers wanted. They all worked so hard, so it was my pleasure to share my crap treasures with them.








The stuff on the right and left, I'm keeping or have to go through. The pile of boxes in the center goes out for recycle next Wednesday.






This is what the finished side of the basement looked like. I can finally walk through it and get to my tread mill. My nutricionist will be happy to hear that.

Lori took all these pictures and of course she caught me in an uncompromising position.

I was fooling around and put on the cup I used when I played ice hockey in the 70s.

Is this what you want you horn dog? Is this what you want? Well, here it is!

Happy Basement Cleaning HNT!

My Second 2ND Anniversary HNT

Tuesday was Lori and my 2ND anniversary of our first date. This Friday and Saturday I got a room at the local Hilton for much snuggling and debauchery. I'm packing a large bottle of gin, a bunch of bottles of tonic, some lime juice and extra batteries for her toys, which we love to play with. We will order room service, so we never have to leave the room, except for ice. The "DO NOT DISTURB" sign shall remain on the door knob the entire time. Well, except for the times we need to get room service to eat to build up strength for more snuggling and debauchery. Wish me luck that I live through it.

Here's a picture of us taken last Saturday at dinner with our friends that are as naughty as we are.

Happy Naughty 2ND Anniversary HNT!

Happy 2ND Anniversary Lori HNT

Two years ago next Tuesday on March 4th, my girl friend Lori and I had our first date. She found my MySpace page in early November and it was love at first site when she saw my profile picture. She stalked me and stalked me and stalked me and we emailed and emailed and emailed, until I finally asked her out on a date on March 4, 2006. That was the the start of a wonderful relationship, with a wonderful woman.

In my post on March 27th I told you all about meeting Lori and on March 28th I explained how Lori found me and who was responsible. Then on April 11th, I broke the big news. If you missed any of these stories, click the links for the details.

Lori did a great post about this anniversary, but sorry to say, I'm not as talented as she is, so you'll just have to settle for a few links and this picture of us on our first date ate Kenny's.

Happy 2nd Anniversary Sex Kitten!


Happy HNT to the rest of you!

Valentines Day HNT a Week Later

We had a great Valentines Day, I mean night. Lori had to work, so she didn't get here until after 6:00. We exchanged gifts and then had dinner. I cooked her favorite meal, 5 pounds of snow crab legs, home made Red Lobster clone biscuits and Caesar salad. Want some?

See, sometimes I even wear clothes when I cook. Happy HNT y'all!

Speaking of Lori, she did an HNT post this week with some great ass! Be sure to check it out.

Will someone please take the camera from Lori HNT?

I took a shower and then went to the closet to pick out a sexy outfit for her.

Of course I couldn't see her take this picture.










Then I sat down on the bed to get dressed.

With my back to her, I couldn't see her take this one either.










I couldn't even pull up my briefs without her taking this picture.

WILL SOMEONE PLEASE
TAKE THE CAMERA AWAY FROM LORI?

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In addition, I want to wish all of the ladies a very Happy Valentines Day! These are for you.

Super Bowl Winner HNT

Unless you've been living under a rock or in a cave since Sunday, you know that the New York Giants won the Super Bowl. That's a very good thing in more ways than one. You see, I made a bet with Kittie Kate on the outcome of the game. If the Patriots won, which they didn't, I was to post a picture of me in a pair of Lori's sexy panties on my blog. But if the Giants won, which they did, she had to write my name on her boobs and post a topless picture of herself.

Like I said, fortunately for me, and those that might not appreciate a scantily clad BTExpress, the Patriots won and Kittie Kate posted not one picture, not two pictures or even three pictures, but FIVE pictures counting the click through's.

Since she went all out for me, here's a picture of me, sans pants, in my new New York Giant's Super Bowl XLII Champions tee shirt.


I figured that since she went well over and above the call of duty in posting all of those very sexy shots of her, the least I could do would be to post a picture of me sans pants and tee shirt.

Want to see what I am wearing under the tee shirt? Click, click if you dare!

Happy New York Giant's
Super Bowl XLII Championship
HNT!

Chef Farmer HNT

You all know I'm a world famous gourmet chef, but did you also know I'm a world famous farmer too? Therefore, just call me Chef Farmer. Get it? Chef Farmer. LOL, I crack me up!!! LOL!!!!

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

Last week I received an email from the local fish market, The Fish Store. It's in Bayport and has some of the best fresh seafood around. The email advertised a $20 make-at-home dinner special.

8 Pc. Shrimp Cocktail
1 lb. Box of Barilla Pasta
16 oz. Marinara Sauce (Sweet or Fra Diavlo)
½ lb. Cultivated Prince Edward Island Mussels
6 pcs. Local Little or Top Neck Clams
6 pcs. of large Shrimp (peeled and deveined)
¼ lb. Carolina Bay Scallops
1 Loaf of Delicious Italian Bread
Dessert choice of Rice Pudding, Bread Pudding, or Black and white pudding.

That seemed like a great deal, so Saturday on our way home, Lori and I stopped at the Fish Store and picked it up. We choose bread pudding and fra diavlo sauce. I made it on Sunday for dinner.

Here's what we bought, less the bread pudding, because I forgot to put in out when I took the picture.













I tasted their sauce, but it was too plain for me. I always doctor up anything pre-made. I added a few tablespoons of chopped garlic, the more the better as far as we are concerned; a health number of shakes of Italian seasoning and some fresh herbs from my garden. Let's not forget a few shakes of red pepper flakes.

Here's my garden. I love it and highly recommend you all get one. Tell them I sent you and they'll ask you who the fuck is he?









I harvested chives for extra onion flavor.....


(Psst, this is my HNT pic this week.)











..... and some basil for that, uh, basil taste?


(Psst, this is my other HNT pic this week.)














I added the herbs to the sauce and simmered it for a while while Lori and I had a bunch of gin & tonics and the shrimp cocktail.

When a while was up, I added the seafood to the sauce and simmered it for a short while.

Mean while, I pre-heated the broiler for the garlic bread I would be making.

When I figured that was enough a while's, I sprinkled the Italian bread with EVOO graded cheese and chopped garlic and turned on a pot of water for the pasta.

After several a while's more, I cooked the pasta and the garlic bread.

DINNER"S READY!!!!

How's it look?

Happy Mouth Watering HNT from the Chef Farmer!

I Told You So HNT

Don't I look smug?

And you thought the Green Bay Packers would beat the Giants last Sunday. LMAO!!!!!!! I told you the Giants would win and they are going to win against the New England Patriots in the Super Bowl too. Mark my word!!!

Happy HNT to all the Giant fans!!!!!!!!

PS
You know the best part, Jillie lost our bet and has to wear a Giant's tee shirt at her Super Bowl party. I can't wait for that one!

Guess What This is HNT

Lori took a picture of one of my body parts and here it is. Your job, should you choose to accept it, is to guess which part of my hot, sexy, man machine this picture is of. STOP LAUGHING!!!!!! Lori thinks I am a hot, sexy, man machine and that's all that matters. There is a click through to find the answer, but I want you to guess first, then post your guess in the comments.

Happy HNT
and
Let's Go Giants!!!!!!