Say Cheese Pleasby Camp Walter
Just to be clear, we spelled that third word in the title exactly the way we needed to in this case. Any sports fan can tell you that a “plea” [or ten] constitutes a major part of the enjoyment of the game. To paraphrase the conclusion of a very famous sports poem, however:
Continue Reading RisqueBut there is no joy for Cheeseheads,
Aaron Rodgers has gone out.
by Simple Simon
[Editor’s Note: You always worry when an article actually starts with an editor’s note, right? Well, visitors here on the free area of Risqué Business may not be aware of the long, varied — and on occasion absolutely bizarre — relationship we have had with Michael Ninn for a time going on two decades now. Consequently, they may not understand the esteem in which we all hold him, and thus may attach feelings of ill will to blatant sarcasm when cast in his direction. We can assure you that to a person we admire the genius of Michael Ninn, a standard honestly quite easily adhered to by our habit of firing anyone that disagrees with this assessment. We live by a simple tenet in this case: While we can make fun of our friend, we do not always take kindly to criticism coming from outside the family. (On occasion we might even get peeved. … On the other hand, mostly we ignore everything outside the family, so you’re probably safe after all.) At any rate, please take the following “synopsis” in the good spirit in which we intended it. The editor will be stopping now, as parenthetical phrases within an editor’s note just seem way out of line.]
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by Just Plum Nome
Hey, if you can’t beat ’em, set about changing the rules. … That’s how we approach the issue. Understanding this, we have for some time believed that we really need to have our own personal Deity. Think how much easier life would be if you could just call upon a ZOT any time you wanted. True, it might not make you any more real friends in life, but the people around you would be a heck of a lot nicer, we’re betting. Toward that end, be prepared to be all dazzled and shit:
by Just Plum Nome
Apparently we’re secretly running Alex Sanders week here in the communes, as Cytherea just posted a feature with Alex as well, but we really didn’t plan it that way. [If you have been a member for any time at all, you certainly can vouch for the fact that we consider planning to get in the way of all the stream of consciousness wonderment that working in adult can provide. Also, even as a group we tend to have pretty bad memories. Consequently, all “planning” operations must bear that in mind.] So …
What if you have a rock and a hard place stuck between you? That sounds like it might be unpleasant, right? Well, according to Kristal, in this case it most definitely was not. Back before he was even officially “Steve” — and thus fair game for all sorts of taunting — “SteveD” covered the shoot in question today because D.Minion apparently wanted to go half way around the world to play with kangaroos and koalas. [Well, she had Devinn Lane and Sydnee Steele too. That probably didn’t hurt.]
Sometimes you just want to say, “Tell me about the Rabbits, George” — y’know, metaphorically. Being able to watch a story rather than read it can be fun, after all. In those moments we turn to streaming services, and (again, because people ask) these would be our personal go-to, Hall of Fame, watch them over again, productions in that genre.
Finally, if you need help with this one, well, we feel terrible for you, but nothing we could say would help fill the sad void in your existence. Have fun storming the castle.
Although you cannot currently get it for free, we would be remiss not to mention the all-time favorite series in these Risqué parts.
Truth be told, as often as one might hear, “Age o’ The Geek, Baby!” around here, an even more popular sentiment would have to be, “There’s something wrong with her.”
