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From a partial, very crazy and unfinished story:
"At one point almost one hundred naked young women had fallen into her hungry cunt at the same time before the crush of women trying to fall into her hungry cunt lessened. Two other women were able to grab her legs and close them, but not before almost two thousand naked young women had fallen into her gaping hungry cunt. The two women holding the young woman tight then quickly shoved the woman with the hungry cunt head first up the cunt of another surprised naked young woman, but she let the two women shove the other woman up her cunt. One of the two young women then swallowed that surprised young woman with her cunt, then the other woman swallowed that woman with her cunt. Then, crisis averted, the woman entered the hall of serpents and within seconds was swallowed whole and digested alive by a rock serpent."
Don't think I'm going to work on that story any more :) Unless you people want me to… ;)
Anne (Who sometimes goes insane. Well, let's not lie- USUALLY IS insane)
Emmie Climbed Up The Paralyzed Fish Monster's Tongue.
Cassie was tied to the mast, but Emmie and the sixteen other nude women had been swallowed by the giant hungry fish monster as they tried protecting Cassie. They weren't injured, down there in the fish stomach, as it had swallowed them all whole, and this was how Emmie had climbed up the fish throat and the tongue. All she had to do now was get to the tentacles and she could climb down safely. Cassie could get herself loose- the cuffs would pull off if she tugged hard enough, they'd peel skin from her hands and she'd be free.
Emmie felt bad momentarily for the other sixteen women still down inside the fish stomach- after all, if they didn't get out before the paralysis wore off, the fish monster would sink beneath the waves and then digest them all alive at its leisure. All they had to do though was what she did- climb up the rough skin of the fish monster throat, climb the tongue like a tree, then make a jump for the tentacles. Home fucking free.
She hesitated at the opening of the fish's mouth however, large breasts swaying in the cold wind, knees against the knobbly fish tongue. She rubbed one hand against her clean shaven vulva- the fish's digestive acids, while weak, were still acids and the skin of her crotch was prickly and itchy.
"You bitches best get climbing," she yelled down the fish' throat, left hand still rubbing and scratching at her soft, fat outer labia. Her inner labia were also itchy and damned if even her clitoral hood wasn't all irritated as well. She'd be damned lucky if she didn't get fish digestive acids all up in her hole as well. "This fish is gonna start swimming again soon, the spell won't last forever. Do you want to get all digested alive?" Cassie was still grunting and squealing and kicking and she wasn't even fucking trying to get herself loose from the cuffs that held her in the air from the mast. What the fuck was that cunt's problem?
There was a chorus of voices from down the fish throat, completely unable to distinguish one voice from another. Finally there was one voice that started yelling louder than the others, accompanied by the sound of meaty flesh on flesh impacts. "Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" SLAP. "Bitch, get your leg off my belly and shut up!" SLAP. "Get your tits off my face- I said get your tits- Bitch, get your fucking-" SLAP, SLAP, SLAP. Silence, then the voice spoke again, yelling up from the darkness of the fish's stomach. "No, most of us don't want to be digested alive down here." Another voice, different from hers, then she spoke again. "Okay, slightly less than half of us don't want to be digested alive down here. How did you get out?"
Emmie looked out of the fish's mouth from her seat on the fish tongue. She wasn't quite out yet, after all. All the fish had to do was close it's mouth and swallow and she'd be back down there, tucked in amidst all that naked female skin, about to be digested alive as well. She needed to get out of the fish mouth, down the tentacles, then far away from the fish, the women in the fish belly, and that stupid bitch Cassie still fighting with the cuffs up there. She leaned against the fish tongue, rubbing her crotch and the increasingly pleasant feeling of her erect clitoris, and yelled down inside the fish throat.
"I'm not quite out, but all of you need to get moving, the ones that don't want to be digested alive anyway. Can you see the light from where I am yelling?" She began to massage her left breast as she rubbed her crotch, playing with her tight nipple, as she spoke.
"Just a moment, going to take a vote," yelled the woman back from inside the stomach of the fish. Emmie closed her eyes and continued masturbating as she lay on the tongue of the fish. It felt so good to rub the weak digestive acids of the fish stomach into her cunt, kneading her clit with her thumb and piercing her wet hole below with her pinky finger. She pulled and rubbed her tit with her other hand, eyes closed, imagining herself down in the darkness of the fish stomach with the other naked women. Quickly she felt it grow, then orgasm burst over her- she'd never come this fast before, less than a minute of play and she'd come. And it wasn't just a weak, nasty orgasm either- it had felt goooooood.
"Did you hear me?" yelled the woman down in the fish stomach again.
"No," said Emmie, honestly. "I was busy playing with my pussy. What did you say?"
"Well, I'd said that yes, we all see the light. But since you've been honest, I've had my hand between my legs this entire time too."
"No," yelled another woman. "You've had your hand between my legs. I've just had my hand between your legs to return the favor."
There was a moment of silence before the first woman yelled again, "Well, yeah, anyway, we see it."
Emmie felt the fish tongue tremble underneath her. That meant that the spell was starting to wear off- they'd have to hurry now. Less than a half hour remained before the fish gained complete control, swallowed Emmie and the others back down, then swam away to digest them alive.
Emmie leaned back against the fish tongue and held her breasts in both hands, twiddling her nipples with her thumbs as she spoke.
"What you need to do, is rub the digestive acids into your pussy when you masturbate down there. It feels fucking wonderful- it hurts just perfect," she yelled down the fish throat. "Lean back against something so you can use both hands. When you've come, you should also think about climbing up the fish throat toward the light. That's the open fish mouth. You get high enough, you climb the fish tongue easy. Then you can masturbate up here too." It felt so good to massage her breasts like this- squeezing and pulling tight, almost painfully so. She normally had a lighter touch on her breasts when she masturbated if she touched them at all, but right now it was like they wanted to be handled roughly.
"Fuck, that feels good," yelled a woman from side the stomach of the fish. "I'm rubbing the stomach acid up inside the hole where the dick goes, way up inside, and it hurts but it hurts so fucking good!" She made a noise like a startled buffalo. Some of the women down in the fish stomach laughed, but others were busy doing what she was doing and making their own startled buffalo noises.
The tongue under Emmie's back moved six inches, and Emmie knew that in less than fifteen minutes now the fish would digest alive any women still down inside of it's stomach. She pushed a breast up and sucked her own nipple, sucking hard. Gods, if felt so good. Knowing that she was on a fish tongue, that the fish could swallow her at any moment, could digest her alive with all the other nude women down in the stomach of the fish. MMmmm- she was going to come again, this time without even touching her cunt, just playing with her tits.
She was so close, and she could hear the other women in the fish stomach gasping as they all were nearing orgasm as well. She mashed her breasts tight against her chest and arched her back, legs wide, bucking her hips and damned if she didn't come again and come hard. "Well, hell," she whispered. She looked outside the fish mouth where that dumb bitch Cassie was still trying to figure out the loose cuffs that held her to the mast and sighed.
She smiled and said, "Well, screw it." She scoonched her bare ass cheeks against the fish tongue, kept her legs spread and slid back down the fish tongue. Hell, with any luck, maybe she'd get someone's head stuck inside her pussy when she fell in. Laughing, she slid into the darkness of the fish' digestive system.
A quick tremble, the fish clapped it's mouth shut and it sank beneath the waves, belly full.
Tina Stood On The Deck Of The Boat.
It was a big fish- five and a half feet long, three feet from base of it's belly to the top of it's body, the dorsal fin adding another few inches. It was longer than she was tall. In fact, the whole fish was bigger than she was. Tina stood only five foot two in heels and weighed in at one hundred thirty five when soaking wet and butt-naked. She wasn't fat- she was slim, almost thin, but busty enough it took her weight from 85 to 135. She had long ago understood she would never see her feet again without a mirror- each twenty five pound breast was over twice the size of her head.
The fish was slowly gasping in the early morning air. Her husband, Chad, had caught the fish when the sun had just broken the horizon at the ungodly hour of four in the morning. Right now he was taking a nap in the cabin; the boat, while not a luxury yacht, did have most of the necessities of home in it's twenty five foot length. Including their wonderful Queen Size bed with memory foam mattress. Sigh. Tina thought back wistfully on the bed. Maybe she should go take a nap with Chad, maybe wake him up after a half hour or so, then smother him with sex.
Tina rather liked sex a whole lot. If Chad's hard penis wasn't somewhere in her body several hours a day she felt lonely. She liked vaginal sex the best (that's where her clitoris was, after all, right there where the action was), but also felt great pleasure in hours of hard oral sex, with Chad forcefully fucking her face and throat. When Chad spent time making love to her breasts it was also good- when her breasts were coated in multiple applications of semen she felt at peace with the world. Anal sex left her wild, like an animal, Chad's prong deep in her colon. She even liked giving him a simple handjob- a handful of semen made for a quick lickable snack. Luckily for her, Chad also enjoyed burying his face in her crotch as well, tonguing her clean shaven vulva with great skill, leaving her gasping and unable to move as she rode wave after wave of wonderful orgasm.
She bent down, her breasts pulling her off balance but she was very used to that by now, automatically adjusting her stance to compensate for their fifty pound weight. The side of the fish was slick and cold, kind of slimy feeling and yet leaving no residue on her hands when she brought them off it's side. Poor fish. It had been fighting hard when Chad woke her up, yelling, earlier that morning. Now it just lay there, trying to breathe air, the wound in it's lip and jaw still oozing fish blood. The great set of hooks had caught in the poor beast's jaw when it took the bait- it couldn't have escaped without tearing it's entire lower jaw off. No chance of that, the fishes will to live wouldn't allow it to simple attempt to pull it's jaw off to swim away.
She lay down next to the poor cold fish, holding one arm against it's side. What would a fish think? Did fish think? Even though it was slowly suffocating in the air, it had snapped at the bait offered. Poor hungry fish. She rubbed one hand against the fishes lip. It too was slick, cold. But not scaly, not hard or unpleasant. No teeth inside the fish mouth either, she thought. Tina lay on the deck in the morning sunshine, the sun warm, the deck wet. The longer she lay against the fish on the deck, the more she felt bad for the poor thing. Suffocating. Hungry. Lonely and dying on the boat.
I wonder, she thought. It's dying anyway, and it's feeling so bad here on the deck. And it's so big. I wonder what it would feel like. She ran her hand down the side of the fish again. "And if Chad comes out while I'm with the fish, he can either help or just watch," she said to herself and the fish. Odds were the fish didn't understand, however.
Tina stood up and reached behind her back, grabbing the ties behind her. With a tug, her bikini pulled off and her breasts were suddenly gloriously free. The sun felt good on her breasts, felt good on their semen soaked skin. She hooked her thumbs in her microkini bottom and stepped out of it, the cloth hardly enough to cover a postage stamp. And now she was naked, as she enjoyed being so much.
"Okay Mr. Fish," she said to the slowly gasping fish on the boat. "I want you to feel a little better before you die. I know you are hungry or you wouldn't have tried eating the colored hook. So here's what we're going to do." She knelt before the fish, vulva gaping between her legs. "I'm going to slide down your throat and into your tummy. You'll have the pleasure of having a full tummy as you die. That's better than dying so uncomfortably. After you're dead, I'll climb back out, don't worry." The fish lay on the deck, mouth opening and shutting slowly as it suffocated. It's eyes stared without moving, slowly drying in the sunshine.
She looked at the fish face, wondering which way would be best to slide into the fish. Head first would give her the benefit of grabbing things with her arms so she could pull herself into the fish stomach if she had to. But if she went in feet first, she could easily grab things to slide back out when it was time. Well, what the heck. She made her way to the fish's mouth, knelt down before it on her knees. She grabbed the fish's jaws, one hand on the upper, one hand on the lower, and pulled. The fish's mouth opened easily, like it was actually trying to help her. When the fish's mouth was open as wide as it would go, open easily a foot and a half from top of upper lip to bottom of lower lip she bent down and pushed her arms into the fish mouth to the elbow.
"This might be tough," she muttered. "My boobs are in the way." She leaned forward until her breasts were in the fish mouth along with her arms to the elbow. "Well, you're eating my boobs," she laughed. "Now we just have to get the rest of me in there." When she leaned her body back, her breasts rocked forward, up her chest, until the fish lip was at her forehead. "Oh, a little further," she said. Her breasts were sliding backward, almost out of the fish mouth. She quickly pushed her head downward and shoved forward with her hips and with a wet SQUELCH her head slid past the upper jaw and now her upper body was in the fish mouth. Her entire upper body, down to her elbows, was in the mouth of the fish.
"Gotta get into the throat," she muttered to herself. The inside of the fish was still cold and wet, the fish heart beating quickly deeper inside. The mouth of the fish was pressing on her body as it tried to breathe air instead of water, it's gills trying to process oxygen in a totally foreign environment. She pushed her arms deeper into the fish and there was the tunnel at the back of the fish mouth. If she could just grab and pull, she could push with her feet and slide in. One arms forward deeper, the other following. Nothing to actually grab onto with her fingers, but she could still brace and push, like… this! She felt the slimy mouth and throat of the fish envelope her further as she slid deeper into the fish.
She could feel the sunshine shining on her bare buttocks as she pulled herself down the throat of the fish, feeding herself to the fish, entering the stomach of the fish. Her lean strong legs pushed at the slick deck of the boat. Her pert buttocks would part, her cute puckered anus flashing, her birth canal pushing open as she struggled to enter the fish. If Chad could find her like this, he'd probably bury his mighty prong into either of her inviting holes and the thought made her happy and wet, lubing her up for penetration. But she didn't feel his body on hers as she pulled herself deeper, her tight ass following the rest of her body into the fish.
Her hands had pushed through a tight sphincter up past her head, a twist coming up she'd have to work past. But there it was, the fish stomach. She could curl up in there for a while, maybe take a nap, as the poor fish died. At least it wouldn't be hungry anymore. It's die with a full tummy, and then she could slide her way back out. It made her feel like a humanitarian, really. She pulled and pushed, her arms sliding into the stomach of the fish.
It must have been a very hungry fish, she thought as she slid deeper into the body of the dying fish. She could feel her knees enter the fish mouth as she pulled herself in deeper. Soon she'd be entirely inside the fish, though not in it's stomach yet. She could feel nothing inside the stomach of the fish. No bodies of other fish, no indigestible bits, nothing at all. Poor empty, hungry fish. Her head was against the fish stomach sphincter and she pushed until her arms and head were inside the fish's stomach. Her body down to her knees were in the fish's throat, her calves and feet in the fish's mouth. Just keep pulling, she'd get in there…
She passed the tipping point and suddenly the swallowing motion of the fish pulled her into the fish. The stomach sphincter slid quickly down her waist and she curled her arms and upper body to make it more comfortable inside the stomach of the fish. She braced her feet on the lip of the fish and pushed. Her ass slid into the stomach of the fish, her legs in the throat. Almost all the way in… She curled her body up tight and tugged on her legs as she pulled, And then, just like that, the stomach sphincter slid down her legs and past her feet and POP. She was now curled up entirely within the stomach of the dying fish on the desk of the boat.
It was dark and wet and cold inside the stomach of the fish. The could feel and hear the quick heartbeat of the fish as it struggled to live, trying to breathe what was, to it, a total vacuum. She felt so sorry for the poor fish. At least now, with her inside the stomach of the fish, it wouldn't feel so painfully hungry. True, she wasn't going to actually be digested, turned into a thick nutrient paste, her body distributed around the body of the fish to keep it alive at her expense… But the fish would feel, at least, the pleasure of a full bulging tummy.
She pushed a hand up through the stomach sphincter to test continued air supply. It wouldn't do to suffocate inside the stomach of the fish as it suffocated on the deck of the boat! That would be both silly and sad. And when her hand pushed through she was rewarded with a great puff of air. The fish wasn't trying to send air into it's stomach, but as it puffed and gulped, air made it down deep into the fish innards. Poor fish.
Curled into a fetal position inside the stomach of the fish, she was actually getting warmer. It was no longer so cold inside the stomach of the fish. It didn't feel so bad to be swallowed whole by a fish! she thought and giggled. She sighed happily as the stomach sac contracted around her, tightly but not painfully so. She could still move, take her arms into any position she wanted, but it was obvious that the stomach was getting ready to digest her alive. Too bad the fish would have died long before it could even start to digest her. Poor fish.
She pushed her hand into the sphincter and filled the crevices and cracks around her with air. She was kind of tired. Maybe just a little nap inside the stomach of the fish, let it feel happy with a tummy full of naked woman, with a meal of nude female, with it's stomach stuffed with living woman flesh. She'd crawl out after the poor fish had suffocated. She fell asleep, her hand caught in the sphincter and ensuring a constant stream of good fresh air.
Chat yawned as he wandered onto the deck of his boat. The fish was still gasping for air though much weaker now. "Oh shit," said Chad. "I forgot about the fish." It didn't matter how big the fish was- this was catch and release season. Even if he'd never seen such a big fat fish before in his life, he still had to let it go after he caught it.
"Tina," he yelled, looking for his wife. The wind continued gusting around him, momentarily catching a scrap of red something on his shoe. He kicked it off and it blew away on the wind. "Fucking pollution is everywhere," he muttered. "Bottles and plastic filling the water, plastic and fabric filling the air. Tina, you in the head?"
Oh hell. Nothing but silence. Had she fallen overboard? He never heard a yell and he was a light sleeper. "Tina!" he yelled, louder. He quickly searched the boat from the top to the bottom and nothing.
The fish was barely gasping now. "God damn it, can't have two deaths on my head," he said. He was coming to grips with the fact that Tina must have fallen overboard. And in seas like this, you were either rescued quickly, or you died quickly. He knelt and braced on the fish, then pushed the fat fish forward. He didn't remember the fish being this fat when he caught it, or so heavy, but right now he wasn't thinking clearly. It might have been painted green with flashing lights and he wouldn't remember it clearly at the moment. He watched the fish sink slowly for a second. But then the fish gasped water a few more times, then, rejuvenated, quickly and powerfully swam away.
"My wife may have drowned while I slept," he muttered, tears running down his cheeks. "But at least you can live." He watched the waters of the sea for a while then walked heavily to the cabin. He had some radio calls to make. Even as his own heart was breaking, he still had to tell her parents that Tina had fallen overboard and drowned.
Caught on a hook on the side of the ship, far from any visible points inside the craft, a red bikini top fluttered. The wind pulled at it for another hour or so before it was pulled off. It drifted away on a gust before being plucked from the air by a wave. Then, under water, it floated away.
Does It Ever Stop? No, It Never Stops.
Well, it's been about 3 months since I last blew
strangers for money the dust out of my computer, so with the help of a friend of my oldest son, I shut down my machine. I pulled out all the cables, took the beast into the other room, opened it up and started blowing strange men for money dust out of the machine.
Oh there was dust everywhere! I blew
this one guy whose cock gagged me dust out of the TWO video cards I have. I choked on semen cleaned out the fans (they were clogged bad!). When I finished sucking cock cleaning the machine, there was a coating of dust everywhere around where I had been drenched in cum working.
Them of course, when I
started sucking more cock plugged the machine in, it didn't work. My heart sank. My throat was full with nine inches of cock beast was dead! No matter which of the 4 sockets I plugged the monitor in, nothing. I was full of semen infuriated, depressed, horrified, and ready to swallow more cock kill myself. My stomach was filled with over a quart of seme n 2nd reason for living was broken (my first reason is cock my husband).
Well, my son's friend came back and
choked me with his cock determined that one of my video cards was DEAD. OH MY GOD. Each of my video cards is like over a gig of video ram (can't remember how much) and I had them in a SLI setup with one of the cards handling all the PhysX biz. And now I only have one card.
And now I
have sucked over a mile of cock can't get the SOUND to work! The beast says everything is functioning but NO SOUND. I'm sucking more cock trying to get it fixed. Working on deep throating a foot long cock getting the bloody sound to work is brutally fucking my throat with fat cock killing me. But I am drinking all the come not going to give up!
I can't!
So if I
am drenched in semen slow in getting stories in for the next few days, give me some slack. I have another mile of cock to suck my poor baby I am fixing.
It's A Good Thing Y'all Know Me
Here's another story I started working on just today. It's not serious, and I know at least ONE of you out there will recognize the story ;) Here we go!
When Tina came back from the movie that afternoon, her friend and room mate Alice was crying loudly, huddled on the sofa and clutching a pillow as the tears ran down her face.
"Oh my Gosh," said Tina, dropping her keys on the table and running to her friend. "What's wrong? Was it Rodney? What did that bastard do to you? I'll kill him!" She fell to her knees and pulled the pillow out of Alice's arms.
Alice lifted her face, hair falling over her eyes, and looked at Tina through her red, puffy eyes. "It wasn't Rod," she said. "Well, it was and it wasn't." She snurfled and wiped her nose with her arm.
Tina looked at her friend, confused and worried. It was and it wasn't Rodney? "What do you mean?" she asked, handing Alice a tissue from her purse.
"Rod's dead," said Alice quietly, then her face screwed up again and her shoulders shook as she sobbed. Tina just looked at her friend, eyes wide and her own feeling of shock flooding her system. Rodney was dead? Good God.
"How did he die?" asked Tina, her fingers under Alice's chin and guiding her face back up. She looked into Alice's eyes. "What's going on?"
Alice took a deep breath, closing her eyes but shaking less. "A bear killed Rod."
"Holy shit," whispered Tina. "Was there anything else?"
"And then the bear ate Rod," whispered Alice.
"Holy fuck!" said Tina, clapping a hand over her mouth after the words.
"No, no," said Alice, shaking her head and biting her lip until it bled. "It wasn't like that. It's just that- I don't want to remember. But the bear killed Rob by- by eating him. We were outside his door, making out, and we didn't hear the bear. But then it pulled Rod away from me and hit him on the head with a paw. Rod fell and I thought maybe he was dead, but he was still alive, still moving. He looked at me, Tina. He said my name and he looked at me!" More sobs escaped her, shoulders shaking again until she got control of herself again. "And then the bear- the bear swallowed him. Swallowed him feet first, whole, and Rod was still alive the entire time. He called my name as the bear swallowed him alive, Tina. The last thing I saw of Rod was just his face in the bears mouth and he yelled my name, and then the bear swallowed him alive!"
Tina reached out and pulled Alice to her, wrapping her arms around the poor girl's shoulders and letting her cry. Good Lord, she thought. That would be enough to break anyone. It was almost enough to break her and she hated Rodney. Swallowed whole by a bear- What a nightmare!
"But what was worse," whispered Alice. "Was that then the bear- the bear-" Her voice broke. Tina had to listen hard to hear Alice say, "The bear raped me."
Tina couldn't even talk, taken with the horror of it.
"It bent me over like a dog," sobbed Alice. "And it took me from behind. I couldn't move, I was terrified, and that bear had its- its- cock inside me. Oh God!" She bent over, sobbing, shoulders shaking and gasping as she cried. Tina couldn't even move, numb from the shock and the horror. She couldn't imagine the pain and terror of being raped by a bear. Being raped at all would be traumatic enough, but by a- a bear? Jesus!
Alice screamed, and Tina jumped when the front door suddenly let out a few solid 'thud's. Someone on the other side was knocking hard, shaking the entire door. Caught with a feeling of apprehension, Tina stood and started toward the door.
"Don't go," wailed Alice.
"I'll just see who it is," said Tina. "I won't open the door."
"Tina," said Alice. "I'm scared!"
Tina smiled back, trying to let her friend know that she was too. But There was nothing she could do to stop her heart beating madly in her chest when she looked through the peephole, and on the front porch was-
The bear.
Will I continue? SHOULD I continue? :) Time will tell!
For Blackrain And Everyone Else!
Blackrain hissed in frustration as he coiled on his sofa. His stomach was still upset even now (a full week afterwards) and he was lonely. It was his fault, dammit, but it was her fault too. He'd been with Shelby for a full year- she'd been a tall red haired woman with a stunning body and he was a fifteen foot long talking reticulated python, the woman swallowing species. None of their friends thought they'd make their relationship work but it'd been love, dammit, and love can move mountains.
Their sex life had been wonderful and varied, and she'd also helped him out when it was time for him to eat. With his metabolism he only needed to swallow whole and digest alive one living nude woman every two weeks and that wasn't bad. He had some reptile friends who needed to swallow whole and digest alive nude women every single day… And since eating women alive wasn't exactly legal yet in the USA (although the police were starting to turn a blind eye to the practice of swallowing whole and digesting alive nude women. These days, as long as a cop didn't actually watch you swallow a nude woman whole and entire- maybe when he found you you'd swallowed her from her head to her knees and only her smooth calves and pretty feet were still slowly sliding down your throat as her slick nude body inched it's way down into the tight, wet, hot sac of your stomach- he wouldn't cause trouble. Missing person reports were becoming easy to fill out and took a minimum of actual work… "Eaten By Snake", stamp it, file it,case closed), that made it tough for all of them.
Shelby would find women for him to eat at bars and such- she'd bring home some woman she'd seduced, then she would watch and masturbate wildly as he swallowed the wench slowly, alive… After his meal of woman had passed through his jaws and was sliding down his throat to his belly, Blackrain would help her out as well, using his tongue to flick at her engorged vulva and clitoris, his reptilian cunnilingus driving her further into the realms of orgasmic outer space.
Blackrain had always wanted to try sex games with Shelby that had involved swallowing… He had some snake friends who would swallow their girlfriends alive as they masturbated… swallowing them slowly head first, taking them into their throats as the women masturbated, holding the wildly spasming women in their throats as their orgasms took them far away… then, when the women had relaxed, easing them back out into the world again. One friend went further, actually swallowing his girlfriend down into his stomach as she masturbated, holding her there in his stomach as she orgasmed again and again. Only when she gave the signal did he reverse himself and bring her back up. Blackrain had so wanted to do this with Shelby, but he closest his mouth could come to her body was when he was licking her wet, red, swollen cunt.
Finally, after a year of begging Shelby to let him try just swallowing her into his throat as she masturbated, she let him try it. She'd taken off all of her clothes- the tight, white silk tube top that barely held and only just slightly covered her massive, watermelon size breasts, the cloth slightly worn thin from her large and perpetually erect nipples. Off came her ultra mini skirt, the thin band of cloth that rode so low on her hips that she was always having to pull it up back on after it had slid down to her knees, and yet was so short it was more of a belt of red cloth that did nothing to cover her tight, firm buttocks or her smooth, cleanly shaven cunt as she never wore panties- she wanted nothing to come between her hungry cunt and the outside world. Off too came her flip flops for shoes and voila, she was nude as the day she was born, barely eighteen years ago. Not that she wore clothes at home anyway- when she came home from work off came everything and she was nude for the rest of the night, one hand constantly stroking and teasing her lovely, lovely cunt.
Blackrain'd spent the next hour lovingly swallowing her as she teased and played with herself, then, when she was fully swallowed into his throat, he eased her down into his stomach. And then, because God Damn, he'd spent a whole fucking year talking her into this, he kept her there and digested her alive over the next week. When she realised that he was actually going to digest her she'd gone absolutely fuckstick insane inside his stomach but it hadn't mattered- she was inside his stomach. Eaten prey is prey that has been eaten after all. Maybe if she hadn't been such a bitch about it and taken all fucking year before she said yes, he would have let her back out (well, yes, he would have. He loved her and wanted sexual swallowing games, not eatgen her for food, but- fuck, a full YEAR of her saying no).
So here he was- maybe ten undigested pounds of Shelby still in his upset stomach (a lump the size of a football still in his long, lean length) and he was lonely and bored and frustrated. And nervous- his internet date was due to show up in five minutes and it was scaring the everliving fuck out of him.
Well, I Got A Keyboard- Just Not A New Keyboard :)
Rudy took me to Goodwill today and told me I could buy a keyboard. Yay! Ish. So I dug through the stack of keyboards to see what they had. There were some cool keyboards, but they were all wireless. And I don't have a wireless reciever for my comp, and these keyboards were just the keyblard out of a whole wireless set- so, sadly, no go. In the end, I found two keyboards that I liked. One was a basic black old Dell keyboard, nothing special. The other one was a bright orange base with purple keys, orange number keys, and the whole thing set as a kind of face including eyeballs at the top. It's by Little Tykes, for kids.
Guess which one I had to buy ;)
The little tykes keyboard makes a satisfying KLUNK with each keystroke, so that's another plus. It's easy to use, has a good feel. The other keyboards usually have little feet on the backs to raise them up to make it easier to use, but this keyboard has a rising base, so there are no little feet to break off (like I usually have happen). It's a cool keyboard!! I had Rudy take a pic of me holding onto it but I can't figure out how to get the pic off the smartcard and into my comp. As soon as I can get that done, I'll upload it for you all. The purple keys have pics on them as well- the 'k' has a kite, the 'h' has a house, etc. It's rilly cute :)
Anyway, just letting you all know that even though, on the whole, life does blow and continues to do so (Rudy is slowly getting sicker and sicker all the time), not all of it is horrible. I should have some more stories for you all soon.
Wuvs ya all!
It Wasn't That Janice Was Inedible.
When the snake had swallowed her past her generous hips, her feet feep down the throat of the beast and nearing the stomach sphincter, her legs held tight in the muscled throat of the animal that was eating her alive, her hips and buttocks just in the back of the snake's throat and it's upper and lower jaws at the small of her back on one side and just over her navel on the other, Janice started to realize that maybe she had made an error in judgement. One of her arms was against her side, her hand trapped against her hip and the strength of the snake jaws would not let her pull her arm free. She had originally thought it would be funny if she were naked as the day she was born while she figured her way out of this, but now with her large, melonlike breasts (each massive flesh oval easily three times as large as her head, including her voluminous hair) cold in the night air and her clean-shaven cunt now all slick with snake spit and literally being eaten she wasn't so sure.
Well hell, she thought. What would Alice do if she were in this predicament? Well, shucks ,she knew the answer to that, she remembered suddenly. Alice decided to break herself down into essential nutrients as she was bathed in digestive fluids. Alice had been swallowed whole and digested alive by a snake just last week. Janice remembered getting the panicked phone call while watching an old black and white movie and eating potato chips.
"Jan, I need help, I'm being eaten by a snake!" sobbed Alice over the phone. Janice had a premonition that Alice probably wanted her help. Dammit. And she was only half through eating the chips. They weren't her favorite chip, she liked BBQ best, but these were the only ones in the apartment.
"And?" asked Janice as she dug in the bag.
"And I need help! I don't want to die!" Alice was crying and sobbing, the tears in her voice making it hard to understand her.
"Well," said Janice. "We are all born to die. Every last one of us lives under a death sentence." Still a lot of chips left. She wasn't really hungry, but she'd eaten this many chips…
"Jan, Jan, help me," begged Alice, interrupting Janice. What a cunt, thought Janice. Rude bitch. That seals it, whore, the snake can eat your fat ass.
"Okay, Alice, okay," said Janice, stuffing more chips into her face. "I'll be right there." Then, before Alice could say where she was calling from, Janice hung up and thn unplugged the phone from the wall.
She fell asleep in the chair, waking with a crick in her neck and chips all over her front.
Well, Cindy was clever. What would Cindy do- Oh yeah. Cindy too had decided that the prudent course of action was to curl into a tight fetal ball of dead female meat in the belly of the beast. By the time she had been able to get to her phone she'd actually been swallowed whole although she hadn't finished the trip down he snake throat into the stomach of the hungry reptile. She'd texted Janice because apparently she couldn't talk all that well, what with being swallowed whole and entire and her body sliding down the tight tube of the snake throat. However, Janice didn't have a good cell plan and texts cost her a fucking arm and a leg, so… she'd turned off the phone, set it to recharge, and fell asleep in front of the TV while eating ice cream.
Well, hell. The more she thought about it, the tight jaws of the mouth of the ravenous snake easing up over her shoulders, front and back, her giant breasts squashed together and hiding her face from view even though her head was as yet entirely unswallowed, the more she realized that every single one of her femal friends had been swallowed whole and entire, then digested alive over a period of one to two days, alive and screaming the entire time until suffocation had finlly killed them (a process that took a long time as these snakes had a habit of swallowing air so as to keep their prey alive longer)
It was only when her feet passed through the sphincter between throat and stomach did she realize tht there was no hope.
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This pic isn't that insulting, and it's kind of useful when reading a story. Now for my stories, start with double D's on the skinny bitch and work up from there :)
Oh, and put every last one of them inside of snake stomachs. Oh yes.
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A true Los Angeles native, Kofie is unafraid of staying relevant though his continued artistic progression. This top-notch draftsman has moved to mixed media works over graffiti in recent years. Kofie is also our next featured artist part of the Juxtapoz 15th Anniversary Art Auction.
"There is no specific point that explains my technique. So many ideas, people and movements inspired my constantly evolving aesthetic. Being an observant, creative and curious child helps very much. Learning how to paint the Graffiti was a primary factor for me. The art of cutting and chopping colors on a vertical surface with hardware store supplies. That's where I picked up color and layering, points of perspective and arrangement. All of that plays into my work today.
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Four days into training camp, and it seems that things are definitely different for the Atlanta Hawks. Or are they?
Same ol', Same ol' ?
According to Hawks beat writer Michael Cunningham, there are some hiccups, some of which are probably to be expected. After all, the Hawks are doing things in practice as their primary game plan now, that they've never seriously or consistently done before. There is always going to be a period of adjustment when it comes to a new set of Xs and Os. But what about the physical side of things? Reportedly, there is already some grumbling about the amount of running that Larry Drew is putting the team through. Oh yeah? Well guess what. To be the best, you have to beat the best, and the best train pretty hard. It seems that Larry Drew knows this, and knows that the intensity level in practice is where it all begins. For those who tend not to believe, recall the success of current GM and former coach Pat Riley, who has a handful of rings to justify his historically tough practices (just ask former Knicks tough guy Anthony Mason how things were). As for the players who grumble, is this just the typical muttering under one's breath that means nothing, or do some of the Hawks think they'll get better without actually having to work harder?
Could it be that hard work and maturity actually do go hand in hand? Could it be that Larry Drew sees a link between easy going practices and the inconsistency and immaturity that the Hawks displayed on the court last season? In the meantime, there is plenty said about the offensive side of the ball. What about defense (many of you have asked this often enough)? Surely Drew's demand for better conditioning and stamina will help the team defend better, especially late in games. But the people want to know – how are the Hawks going to get better defensively? Maybe this is where Lester Connor comes in. But we haven't heard a word from him lately. Is this a good thing, or not?
The Specialist
Last year it was Mark Price. His effect on the Hawks? Negligible at best. If anybody can point out what he did for the team, I'm all ears. This year's flavor is Nick Van Exel, and he's here to help the Hawks' young guards, more specifically point guard Jeff Teague. Check this out to see how that's coming along. Here's a question or two: Why does Teague need to find a way to keep his fire lit? Whatever happened to his jump shot? The guy I saw at Wake Forest University had no such issues, that I could see.
Van Exel's approach is certainly a departure from Teague's experience with the coaching staff last season. Will it turn out to be effective, or are we just hoping against hope? Fact is, the Hawks don't have another option at point guard outside of Mike Bibby. Anything else requires a shooting guard to play the role.
Training camp. This is where the coaching effect begins. If the Hawks are going to "Rise Up" like the Falcons, then this is where the takeoff happens. What do you think of the Hawks' coaching approach so far?
October 1st, 2010
6:37 pm
I reserve the right to actually see some coaching in action prior to making an evaluation. I know that is unblogger-like, but so be it.
October 1st, 2010
7:32 pm
Roll Tide
October 1st, 2010
8:31 pm
MannyT ,
Unblogger-like? How so? You just gave an opinion, so there's your bloggin' contribution!
Now here's something I definitely liked hearing (and it's especially good to hear it in practice):
No call, no cry
L.D. stopped practice today when players started complaining about the calls by local officials brought in for scrimmages. The calls were pretty bad–lots of illegal screens went without a whistle, to the point that even J.J. lashed out–but L.D. didn't want to hear it.
"Let the officials make the calls and play," he told them. "That's a big part of our growth. We are always complaining to officials about calls. We have got to get that [blank] out of our system. That starts here in practice."
L.D. elaborated on his stance afterward:
"To me nothing positive comes out of that. They are not going to change the call, so just leave them alone and just play basketball. It's a very emotional game, and I understand that. . . . [But] we don't want to get into being a team that complains a lot and always disputing calls and that type thing. Stay away from that and just play ball."
L.D. said he was called for one technical foul during his 10-year career–he even remembered the city (San Antonio) and the official (Wally Rooney). He said he never was called for a tech as an assistant coach.
Now that he's moving over to the head coach's seat, his interactions with officials will increase dramatically. How does he think he will handle them?
"I don't know how am I going to be," he said. "If if it ain't going the way I like it, obviously I am going to voice my opinion and stick up for my players. Some [coaches], they are masters at how they work officials. Some guys they take the approach of leaving the officials alone. That is kind of the approach I want to take and want my players to take the same approach. I know it is an emotional game but they have to fight through that and kind of let me handle it."
That goes double for you, JSmoove. Much love bruh, but the quickest way to earning that team captain status that Larry bestowed on you is to take this to heart. Walk the walk…
October 1st, 2010
9:07 pm
Why does Teague need to find a way to keep his fire lit?
Maybe because this is the first time in his basketball life that he has not been able to "out-athlete" his opposition. Dealing with adversity for the first time can be rough.
Whatever happened to his jump shot?
With his low release and the quickness of NBA guards, he may have to get used to shooting over out-stretched hands. Think about how many times he had his shot blocked last season…. think that happened much in college?
If he's an introvert dealing questionning his skill because of poor shooting percentages, blocked shots and lack of playing time, that can weigh on a guy who may not have faced athletic adversity in the past. While Drew's approach is clearly better and shows more faith, it also suggests that he knows that the young man needs special "tutoring". I'm glad that Drew recognizes it and is doing something about it… but let's not pretend that the doctor prescribed medicine for a healthy patient.
October 1st, 2010
10:44 pm
some of the scrubs having fun at celtic camp …
October 1st, 2010
11:32 pm
Big Ray, I understand that you have a Savannah connection. I did my pastoral internship at The Independent Presbyterian Church (Bull & Oglethorpe). I also got married there.
October 2nd, 2010
1:11 am
The "scrimmage" against Memphis on Thursday night will be interesting. They're doing the exact opposite of what we're doing. They didn't have much problems on offense last year, but they couldn't stop anybody ( and definitely couldn't stop us ). So the focus in their training camp has been all defense.
Memphis reminds me of the 08 – 09 Hawks.
October 2nd, 2010
4:25 am
The problem with Hawks last year was all resulting from poor technical guidance (coaching).
We played D with a gimmick D which although effective against most scrub team was exploited by teams that made us 'work more'.
When asked to hustle, we wilted. The switching D was condemned to fail because like comunism it does not take into account human nature.
It implies that the best defensive players had to sacrifice themselves (by working harder) to compensate the poor defenders (who would always have to put a 100% effort as well).
The result was that the poor defenders either coasted or were toasted so badly the the best defenders got tired of over compensated and of the extra effort.
That is when the re-switching stopped and the defense stopped working.
Smarter players rotated the ball until the match up was good and there was no re-switxhing.
Added to this, the switching D worked like a bit like a zone D with players not having to move around the half court all the time keeping up with their man.
This whole combo of factors generated a lazy and soft mentality, in particular by the end of the season when the mental blame game starts to take it's toll.
Similarly, on offense, with the ISO play, the insentive for less featured players to be shap and work hard diminished and frustration grew: Marvin's performance, for instance, seemed a consequence of this fact.
He is not mentally tough enough to remain sharp and "hot" sitting on the corner waiting for the kick out pass.
On a different note, Bibby also relaxed with his diminished role. Not only he played less minutes, got less shots but also was not called to do that much after crossing the half court.
Hopefully, the new offensive and defensive strategies will keep players more involved and more battle ready.
The extra physicality and intenseness of the practices are a must for the Hawks to able to make the transition between last year's style and the new projected one.
When the lights are on and the games start, the practices will certainly drop in intensity a bit. Right now, that is a must.
With the above I am not saying that we are guaranteed to get a successful season, however, we should all realise that all the right steps towards that objective are now finally being taken by this ball club.
October 2nd, 2010
5:59 am
LD may be a "rookie" head coach, but his long experience as assistant and as a player show he has learned what it takes, a la Pat Riley. Conditioning and focus. I like his camp, so far. The way they played against Orlando, they deserve a BOOT CAMP. Even if it wasn't what they deserve, it's what they NEED.
MC talked about added physical presence of Etan and JP. If they only serve to whoopass during practice, they will keep starters sharp. I expect they will do more….We all knew Woody's 2 foul rule. No coach wants his starters in foul trouble, but with Woody's aversion to playing his bench, this led to starters being less aggressive at moments when they should have risked the foul. If they know the bench is tough, they can afford to foul, knowing someone has their back.
One could almost sense something was wrong with last year's team after Christmas. They built huge leads, only to give them up in the 4th quarter. Was it fatigue? Was it not enough bench play? Was it overuse of ISO? Was it poor defensive design? I suggest all had a part, but I suspect the poor use of the bench had as much to do with it as anything. If you wear down people's bodies, you wear down their brain and erode their intensity during stress.
It's still up to the starters to play the major minutes; that's the NBA. But if you don't have a Big Baby type guy in the playoffs ready to go to the floor and into the seats after loose balls, then you don't have a real bench. Last couple years our bench bigs were jokers, soft, old, and fat. These two guys are anything but. They eek toughness….and basketball is a team sport. Toughness is contagious just like sloth is. Woody pampered his pets and let the bench see the game only in mopup roles. That's not enough. It hurts the bench and hurts starters as well. Starters may think they need more minutes, but after 82 games, the extra minutes take a toll, even on young guys.
October 2nd, 2010
6:22 am
wordsmithtom: co-sign! well put!
October 2nd, 2010
10:23 am
wordsmith – excellent post. I agree completely
vava74 – another excellent post. Our government seems to believe in Woodys defensive system also. Let those who work hard cover for those who don't. Maybe this country will get our own LD soon.
October 2nd, 2010
10:54 am
Pro baseball and pro basketball vary in speed and intensity. Both, however are long seasons. If Cox is willing to use his backup catcher to start the first game of the Philly series, why couldn't Woody start a bench player once or twice down the stretch run of an 82 game season. With all the injuries the Braves have had this season, had they not played bench players early, they'd have no shot of making this playoffs. Woody was not a BAD coach and he had no clue how to use a bench, or why you must use that bench. Starters need rest, even if they think they need minutes.
Situational situations this year should see more big lineups against Orlando where they run and foul Superman until he sweats Kryptonite. Situational play Woody wouldn't risk because he was too stubborn. We'll probably see some 3 guard offences against smaller teams. LD strikes me as pragmatic and flexible. He knows his talent, having seen them in practice over the years, and his new bigs are clearly more physical than the ones they replaced. I'm interested in seeing some smash-mouthed play against Orlando. They will have plenty of extra fouls to give, and LD and Conners will see that they take them or sit. No more saving themselves from fouling out. Foul out if you must….just no uncontested layups.
October 2nd, 2010
1:57 pm
53 wins from the incompetent Lucipher last year… 58 for Coach Drew this season?
October 2nd, 2010
2:00 pm
Drew will be doing well to win 53 this year. Hard to implement a new offense & defense without some growing pains. No way do they have this figured out before the season starts. I'll take 48 – 50 wins with the team playing their best basketball when the playoffs begin.
October 2nd, 2010
2:09 pm
If they could just learn some fundamental basketbal skills, it could equate to a few more wins a year. A couple of things that come to mind are:
boxing out ( a real pet peeve of mine)
setting solid screens
October 2nd, 2010
2:44 pm
"Could it be that Larry Drew sees a link between easy going practices and the inconsistency and immaturity that the Hawks displayed on the court last season?"
Truer words have never been spoken Ray.
I've seen play dates between 6 year olds with more intensity than some of the Hawks' practice I was able to get a glimpse of last season. They seemed to be playing around most of the time, and then had spurts of intensity during the regular season, but no true continuity, likely due to a lack of discipline. Talent only gets you so far.
It all starts in practice. Don't mind the injuries. We'll just dismiss these as a part of the growing pains. Just hope they're able to get it together by start of the regular season.
Can't believe pundits are still bashing Atlanta for being taken to 7 games by Milwaukee, but any coach not named Woody wouldn't have continued switching when the other team was obviously exploiting it. All L.D. has to do is not be as horrible at making in game adjustments and we should do fine.
Teague truly is the wild card. If he can answer our prayers for improved perimeter defense, then we'll definitely be a much better team than last year.
I still agree with making him earn it as he's only forced to get better in order to start, but I'll take a few more turnovers if it means being able to stop your man from flying by you 5 out of 6 possessions. I believe Bibby can be more efficient as a player off the bench anyway.
October 2nd, 2010
3:04 pm
Josh Smith, Andre Iguodola, and Russell Westbrook get ambushed about taxes on Fox Business Network
October 2nd, 2010
4:36 pm
Funny video – nobody would say what they really feel. They all handled themselves well with the brit.
October 2nd, 2010
4:48 pm
Astro, in his rush to declare Drew a failure, will of course cry bloody murder if the Hawks win fewer than 53 games. Never mind the fact that his boy Woody had the luck of being the most injury-free team in the NBA, which almost certainly won't hold true this year. And never mind the fact that most of us were focused on improving on our playoff performance, not our regular season record.
Doesn't matter. Astro lacks either the mental capacity or the honesty (or both) to actually address what other people on here say. He'll pretend all anyone ever cared about was the regular season record come next April. Bank on it.
October 2nd, 2010
7:50 pm
nire, it is true that I cannot go from Novebmer to April without evaluating the team, coach, GM or ownership. I do not have that capacity. I am a fan, I can't ignore 82 regular season games and just fixate myself on 7-14 (or more) contests. Again, I am guilty. I can't (and won;t) deny that 82 games mattter to me.
October 2nd, 2010
8:02 pm
Astro lacks either the mental capacity or the honesty (or both) to actually address what other people on here say. He'll pretend all anyone ever cared about was the regular season record come next April.
nire, I am here to exchange opinions. I don't need anyone to agree with me nor do I need to "address what other people say".
If a coach is doing better than the previous one, the notion that you wait 82 games before making an evaluation is utterly ridiculous. I could assure you that the ASG is in no position to ignore regular season attendance or revenues… the players can't ignore regular season performance tied to contract incentives… so can fans really sleep from Nov-Apr only to pay attention once the playoffs start? Feel free to hibernate if you so choose… I will be here for all 82 regular season games… enjoying another 50+ win season (much like I did last year).
October 2nd, 2010
8:45 pm
I guess I will be one of the very few bloggers here who will enjoy the upcoming 50+ win regular season. Too bad. I plan to enjoy every win this coming season like I did last season. Y'all should try it,because quiet as it's kept… the regular season matters.
October 2nd, 2010
8:55 pm
Why does Teague need to find a way to keep his fire lit?
I am guessing that his confidence was shot last year, partly as a result of the way that Woodson dealt with him. I liked Woodson overall, but believe that he would have kept Chris Paul on the bench if we had drafted him. He just doesn't like young point guards, and certainly showed no ability to help them develop their skills. It will be an interesting year. I hate Teague's low release, but love his quickness, speed and ability to penetrate. I think he's a great kid, but would like to see the fire burn. If he can find a way to do that, he could be very good for the Hawks.
October 2nd, 2010
9:17 pm
BS, AJ. You'll be making snide comments about Drew incessantly, and won't give him or the front office credit when it's due. It's the way intellectually lazy fools like you roll.
October 3rd, 2010
8:36 am
The same grumblings of discontentment that were present last year may be already surfacing this year. Shocking, considering it is the exact same group being run out as last year. (sarcasm)
You can change the way a man is forced to work; but you can change the attitude of he man doing the work?
October 3rd, 2010
10:03 am
AJ / Nire – You guys are in mid season form already!
October 3rd, 2010
1:37 pm
nire, why, because I congratulated him for the Van Exel hire? Because I said that as a competent coach, he should win more with the same roster? Because I look forward to a 50 win season? According to you, I should wait until April before handing out grades to the GM, coach or ASG. I think you're confused (again).
October 3rd, 2010
5:01 pm
Nah AJ, I'm not confused. I just realize that you don't have the capacity to think in more than one dimension. It's sad, but not confusing.
October 3rd, 2010
6:46 pm
nire, 158000 showed up this weekend to see braves baseball. they were selling sro thursday for all three games. beat the old three game record by eight thou. impressive showing for atl fans.
and a SO for mcnabb in philly!
bad weekend for fan predictability.
October 3rd, 2010
7:57 pm
October 3rd, 2010
7:56 pm
BOOYAH, BRAVES squeak into the wild card. GO BRAVES, beat the GIANTS
October 3rd, 2010
8:26 pm
great news there richie boy
October 3rd, 2010
8:35 pm
nire, you're right. Kind of like Ty Hill and NVE are the same age so… I don't quite remember the lunacy of the argument… but it was a doozy. That certainly was a multi-dimensional thought pattern… comparable age = comparable skill set. Ooh… did you read that in a book with all words and no pictures?
October 3rd, 2010
10:16 pm
Oh there was zero question as to whether McNabb's first game against the Eagles would be a sell-out.
And yeah, Braves fans showed up for the last 3 games of a pennant race against the best team in baseball in what potentially were the last 3 games for the Braves under a Hall of Fame manager. Color me unimpressed. The fact that people deem three successive sellouts under those circumstances even worthy of comment speaks volumes about Atlanta fans. In Philly, New York, Boston, Cleveland, Detroit, Chicago, or pretty much any other large market (or even middle market), it would go without saying that the team managed three successive sellouts.
My favorite proxy indicator of the interest of a fan base is to look at StubHub and see how much lower level seats are selling for relative to their face value ~ a month before the game in question. In Philly and DC, they always sell WAY above face value for baseball, and usually sell above for basketball (although Wizard's prices plummeted last year after Arenas' suspension). Atlanta sports teams consistently sell below face value. Not very scientific, but I like taking a market-based tack.
Oh, and the Braves finished with the 3rd best record in the NL but finished 9th in attendance. Yup, real impressive.
October 3rd, 2010
10:23 pm
*three successive sellouts under those circumstances.
Back to McNabb for a second – that game was always gonna sell out. The only question was whether more people would be there to cheer him or to boo him. It sounded like the cheerers won out, which shocked me. Philly people are weird. It's supposed to be the city of brotherly love, but I've never seen a city that is happier being angry, especially at their own. While he was here, there was rarely anyone more in the bullseye, including the city's super-corrupt ex-mayor. I guess once McNabb left, the appeal of booing him somehow went away.
Oh, and the attitude towards McNabb while he was here? Let's just say that it might have been a bit louder than it otherwise would have been had his skin been a few shades lighter.
October 3rd, 2010
10:36 pm
nire you missed my point; it was out of character for both cities fans, that is all. one for atlanta to care enough to show up to see bobby off and make something of these games as we are usually too jaded to do otherwise and for the philly fans to give a standing ovation to a player of their own now wearing the colors of another team. i think vegas had a line on it. it showed that maybe they respected mcnabb in the end and were giving him his due.
October 3rd, 2010
10:53 pm
nire, cleveland which made it to your list and they were dead last in attendance this year nire.
also 15th in salary, 14th in attendance. it is what the market will bear. it will also never compete with the likes of philly, detroit, st louis, chicago, new york, l a or the boston's of the world. not that kind of money here, nor age old fan base dating back generations. that is not the tier we will ever get to. atlanta is in the next tier and will be for some time and probably shouldnt be compared to them as they also are spending a lot more money to get talent to stay there. quite a year for a mid tier salary structured team, congrats to them.
October 3rd, 2010
11:39 pm
Noah agree to an extension…
The news about Noah comes on a day when the Bulls learned that Carlos Boozer, their top acquisition this summer, broke a bone in his right hand in a fall at home and could be out about two months.
The Chicago Tribune reported the deal is worth about $11 million annually with incentives that could take it higher
October 4th, 2010
1:01 am
Fair enough, doc.
It's funny. I grew up in Atlanta, and all my friends were big fans of the Braves (notsomuch the Falcons and Hawks). We mostly went to the winds after high school and college. I think only 3 of my dozen or so best friends in my high school class live around Atlanta today. Two friends lives in Texas, one in San Fran, one in Connecticut, one in Raleigh, and four in DC. I, on the other hand, moved from DC to Philly last year, moved to Delaware this year, am moving to Akron next year, and am moving to Detroit after that. That's not unusual. There actually are more of my high school friends in DC than in Atlanta itself. Most of them retained their Atlanta sports loyalties, but none are close enough to do anything about it. Makes me wonder where all the 6M people who live around Atlanta now came from.
By contrast, the people I work with now all have families that have been at least in the region (ie 3 hours or less away) for 2+ generations. The idea of rooting for a team other than the Eagles and Phillies is blasphemy to them. I used to say that Atlanta would get there after it stops sprawling and growing for a few years. But what really needs to happen is for the people who already live there to stay put after they graduate. And for THAT to happen, Atlanta needs to do a better job of marketing itself to young people who don't have the money or patience to live in a city with no public transit, huge traffic congestion, and a volatile housing market. I'm not holding my breath, which is why returning to Atlanta remains unlikely for me.
October 4th, 2010
7:57 am
Random thots:
Kuddo's to Braves and Falcons. Hope Hawks learn from Falcon's play. Roddy White has the "tough" factor. Ditto Gonzalas. Couch, no doubt about it. Ryan, you bet. He made a couple bad throws–sure, he could have given up. No! He was in front of that scrum, while White was chasing it. He rallied the troops and threw his best pass of the game when all the marbles were in the ring. Great catch White. TEAM play. TEAM play. TEAM play.
Congrats to Vick for coming back with a positive attitude. We're all human; we make mistakes…some outside the pale. But, I believe in redemption. McNabb proved the Philly fans correct in giving him the SO. He killed the clock with his legs in the final minutes. Even the ones who don't like him have to admit he's one hell of a player. Color me IMPRESSED.
Ditto the "best BASKETBALL players" theme. Remember when Barkley played, nobody questioned what his "position" was. They tried to figure out how to stop him, how to score against him, how to deal with him….but not what position the program had his name listed. Ditto Rodman. Was Jordan a 2 or a 3? Magic a1or 2 or a 3? I never asked…they were WINNERS…PERIOD.
I say this to get back to Josh Smith. He turned pro too young, IMHO. He had a coach who let his immaturity lead to some bad habits which have limited his growth. Is he a 3 or a 4? Most say he has to be a 4 and doesn't have the talent to be a 3. I disagree. If he can leave childish habits behind and just play BASKETBALL, it won't matter if he's a 3 or a 4…he'll be a BASKETBALL player. I think he has the physical talent to be another Barkley. Can he get his head right? Listening to him talk to reporters, I sense he has the intelligence, but may not yet understand how to corral his emotions. Horford has a step on him in emotional maturity, but not in physical talent. JS is a beast when his head is in the game. Barkley's head NEVER left the game, and he got better as he got older, despite physical limitations. Can LD bring out the "Barkley" factor? He'll deserve a fat raise if he can…..
I, for one, like the JS, Horf, ZaZa lineup with MW first backup, especially if our PG play keeps the ball moving. I also like the idea that LD will use situational matchups to attack teams where we have matchup problems. Flexibility instead of rigidity….
If these young cats can pick up on the "TOUGH GUY" factor, as Josh admitted they needed to do, and everyone in Atlanta correctly sees, then I believe they will surprise the sports media who routinely consign them to the 42-45 win mediocracy. Remember, the media is stuck in the "Star" concept….Gotta have a SUPERSTAR. Call me old fashioned: I prefer the Detroit Piston team under Rodman/Mahorn/Lambeer etc. Smash mouth, in your face basketball where the team wins…not the individual. If these cats play lie Roddy White and the Falcons, they can hang with Miami and their 70-12 win expectations ala "Ball Don't Lie". I don't lie either…..Miami's NOT tough. Talented, but I agree with Kobe…they're soft.
October 4th, 2010
9:45 am
wordsmithtom, I have long thought that Woody messed up Josh in his rookie season when he had him playing basketball without a defined position. Smith was essentially the rover, running around chasing after folk. It's one thing to highlight a player's strengths it's another to exploit his lack of skills. Josh (IMO) has been operating at a deficient level for most of his career. If he were in the 8th grade, he was reading (NBA IQ) at the 6th grade level. I think he started to "catch up" maybe 2 seasons ago. My favorite quote of the off-season was when Lamar Odom talked about Javale McGee and said that he needs to learn more about BASKETBALL because while he clearly is a great athlete, the game isn't called "Run and Jump". I think Josh went through that process and is on the good side of it now (and appears to be taking the next step by working on decision-making skills during the off-season). I fear a similar path with Mr. Teague… I struggle to see the light bulb shining above his head. Even this "dog" that NVE will try to bring out doesn't seem to address the light bulb issue. We shall see. Josh was worth the inevestment in time and patience (and money) because of his size and passion for the game. Not too many teams are willing to go the extra mile for a guard… too many 6′2″ guys out there.
October 4th, 2010
10:38 am
good point nire, seems folks are transient on both ends of the scale here in atlanta. i have only considered the transients in but fail to recognize the flow out. i shoild have by now as i can safely say even going into my sixties that i am somewhat of a novelty on that i can say i am a native. seems the numbers should have caught ip by now if folks were staying. one other fact on cox's years at the helm the city went from 3 mil to 6 mil. guess major league sports arent that much of a pull at those dollats.
October 4th, 2010
10:46 am
josh has slways put in the extra work duringvsummers to learn frpm the best. he doesnt play lip service by practicing the same stuff as a gym rat but pays othees to teach him. i still see thw drive to ger better and still exprct vontinued greatness from him. by comparison a guy like john smoltz didnt get it right away and needed a head doc to help him out. hope ld can be the influence that woody wasnt. even though sj trashes the move now he many timesxwas exasperatedcwith either woody or josh on the early days.
October 4th, 2010
10:58 am
I agree on Josh. He has tried to improve his game. He just hasn't gotten the "me" out of the equation when it comes to fouls. He's fallen into the "star mentality" thing that says he should be getting fouls. I reitterate. I think he could be as solid as Barkley. Even Barlkey has had praise for the kid's game. And JS is just now reaching full manhood. I think JS has the most to prove among the Hawks this year….that he can be the STAR, not just think he deserves star treatment. If he shuts his mouth and plays like KMart for example, which he can, all will be well for Hawks.
October 4th, 2010
11:15 am
doc, yep, you always had faith that Josh would be fine (while I remained a skeptic). But I can certainly see the light bulb above his head now… and I am really impressed with his decision to focus on the mental aspect of his game this off-season. A police officer who works on his sharp-shooting skills, yet often makes poor decisions about when to fire his gun, is of little use to me. If he continues to nurture that muscle ABOVE his shoulders, then he may truly become a force of nature in the NBA.
October 4th, 2010
11:19 am
word, as usual, agree with your thoughts. concur if josh's emotional game steps up, look out. i think it can and certainly look for it to. if a betting man would put money on it.


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The whole concept of "public land" can be easily misunderstood. Especially if it is in the personal financial interest of someone to misunderstand it.
The vast expanses of land throughout the West owned by the United States of America are, in a very important sense, public. That is, they are owned by all the people of the United States and managed, for better or worse, by our federal government.
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But just because something is public doesn't give all, or any, members of the public the right to wander onto that land and do anything they want. Grazing cattle, rounding up wild horses, running off-road vehicles or doing other things anybody pleases — under the theory that federal land is public and open — makes no more sense than claiming that anybody who feels like it can set up a hot dog stand in the Capitol Rotunda or bed down for the night in the White House.
(Insert jokes about the special privileges afforded to big-time campaign contributors here.)
In Utah's Iron County, local officials are itching to round up herds of wild horses that they say, with reason, are competing with ranchers' cattle for the scarce grazing sustenance to be found in that drought-stricken part of the world. And they are threatening to go ahead with or without the approval of the agency that is legally in charge of the acreage in question, the Bureau of Land Management.
In Nevada's Clark County, it is the BLM that is conducting a roundup. Its agents are gathering, and plan to sell, some 900 head of cattle, many of them owned by rancher Cliven Bundy.
Bundy claims his Mormon forebears settled that harsh land long before the BLM was a gleam in the bureaucracy's eye and that he thus has the right to continue to run his cattle over some 600,000 parched acres near the Virgin River in an area called Gold Butte.
The BLM seriously differs, saying Bundy owes them more than $1 million in unpaid grazing fees and that he was supposed to have ended his activities in the area in 1998 because he refused to comply with efforts to minimize threats to endangered species, specifically the desert tortoise.
Bundy and his supporters are threatening to wage a "range war" with the feds, and BLM rangers did briefly arrest — and, allegedly, "rough up" — one of Bundy's sons Sunday.
The whole issue is so hot that Utah officials successfully petitioned the BLM to cancel plans to move some of the seized cattle to Utah for storage and sale. The matter will remain a Nevada one, at least for now.
It would be madness for anyone to come to blows over either issue. Government officials, of course, are those most responsible for seeing that cooler heads prevail.
But the fact is, all this land has an owner. It is the federal government. Anyone who behaves otherwise is trespassing, and must be treated as such.
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