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Beyond Left Field


It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood. *whistles*

Hey folks, if you're looking for me I'm visiting with my good buddy Don at Beyond Left Field. He's asked me to do a guest post gig over there today and how could I turn a good 'ol boy down.

If you don't know Don, let me tell you a little bit about him. If you do know Don, take this with a grain of salt.

I'm not sure why he calls his blog Beyond Left Field 'cause if anything he's just a little right of Attila the Hun.

He lives in Hattiesville, Mississippi where he hangs out with Brett Favre, or his wife, I can't remember which.

He has a sickly room-mate who he's always chauffeuring around to the drug store, the hospital, the doctor's, where America shops - oh anywhere - without one word of complaint.

He's a believer in the institution of marriage but his three ex-wives might disagree on that point.

And he's quite the lady's man, which is why he's living the life of George Clooney.

Oh, yeah, he doesn't go anywhere without his glock.

Don's a funny, funny guy. I visit him every day for a laugh. Well I don't laugh at him. I laugh at his posts. Well, at least that's what I tell him.

And he visits here everyday and leaves some of the funniest comments on my blog.

Here's a picture of Don.


What a cool guy eh ladies.

And here's a picture of his glock.


I suppose some ladies will like Don because he has a big glock.

That aside, drop on over to Don's place today where I'm gonna give you the straight goods - the naked truth, you might say.

Comments

Don said…
Thanks for publishing that post I sent you... You're truly a great guy!
♥ Vicki ♥ said…
Don's a hottie. I'd do him. Nothin' sexier than a good ol' boy with a big ol' gun!
is that a glock in your pocket or are you just happy...never mind.

nice intro., i'll visit.
nonamedufus said…
♥ Vicki ♥: I'll let him know you're interested. I think he might be available.
nonamedufus said…
Everyday Goddess: It's a glock but he may happy to see you, too.
RA said…
With an intro like yours, how could I not go see... :D
nonamedufus said…
RA: Be prepared to cover your eyes.
Anonymous said…
Erm, that's a mighty big gun thar!

I'm goin' I'm goin!

(And I fear for my life, if I don't!)

*grin*
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Yeah, don't get on Don's bad side. He's packin'.
CatLadyLarew said…
Guess I'll mosey on over to Don's to check out that glock...
nonamedufus said…
CL: You won't be disappointed...with the glock.

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