TOTAL BOSS MAKE VISUAL JOYRIDE 4 U !!!!
Posted on: May 2, 2005 11:11 AM
Hey Mimi! You make presumption as of my beauticious body, but you did not as yet partake upon the sampling of my totally full frontal handsome. This one picture is for your pleasuring alone, yes? (and other for enjoyment of other potential female). Enjoy!
Now maybe I make some word for introducing...
As all world (i make winking noise toward you: Mickey, Stefan and John) is aware, my name is Lyova Ivanovitch Lyubov, which is slavic parlance for "love", so you know I am already banged-out in the stars! It dispense upon me many primo arsenal for making siege to woman's heart, and I admit I have usurped this to maximum power and, dare I say, full throttle!
The Grodno district, from which I was spawned, is world famous for its industry (even in USA, you know Belkard-2000 cardan shafts, yes?) and its plethoric spirits (Zhaleika wine and Dytlovskoye Yubileinoye, to name but one); but having toiled much under the, dare I say, major league occupation of sampling the woman folk of the North Western Lake District border zone of Byelorussia, I undertook the ambition to make my horizons fat, and took leave on this plane to Japan. Here, life is making a complex puzzle for me, wherein the anthropologist in my bosom takes delight to confront many alienated culture. Some of you already know that sister is supreme model and make my lifestyle abundant, although I still pine for the 500 hard currency which this Mickey, Stefan and John make bestow on me. So like I previously make clear in their brains, I also tell you that I am not the ordinary type of blogman, but an oustanding and, dare I say, BOSS of blogman!!! My life is the fodder of numerous books, the stuff of wet dreams, the life all other blogmen was wishing to have. I have accomplished what no other Byelorussian has ever accomplished, by extricating myself from the North Western Lake District border zone of Byelorussia and finding a new vitality in Japan. You must believe my words, when I tell you there is no one comparative to my, dare I say, forceful masculinity, and that everyone is appetent for my talents, my stimulating existence, my multifarious women, my momentous good looks, my world class intelligence and my primo taste and abundant style.
Furthermore, I take great titillation to discover and make mingle with so many outstanding and, dare I say, appetizing fellow blogmen. Mimi (you have already left an imperishable blotch in my hearts), Sonny (the man of arms and moral juice), Medya (my Kurdish brother), Joel (who make the mood swing like the woman) and Ritchey (who make powerfull appeal against the capitalistic-imperialistic with guns) : you sense too that now is the start of the beatiful friendship, yes? And Crash, James, Karsh, Eddie, Lois and Willow, I sense there is also massive powerhouse in you, but you must make more talk, and then we will be forever.
Love,
Lyova Lyubov
Fuck me I'm horny now. Stop it darling. I can't take much more.
Posted by: mimi at May 2, 2005 1:21 PM
Dear Lauren,
I am full to brim with joy that you are also of the legion woman folk who find me superlative! I only wish to make available for you this full power...
What you write concerning the 500 hard currency is maybe a slice of truth (and I make humble to admit I overlooked at this) but still, these other thing make little importance to me, so maybe I ask Mickey, Stefan and John to just give me the hard currency (because it is also thus more facile for them, not to have to make hassle of shopping for these other things).
And Mimi: what you say is perhaps pulling the very deep sentiment from my inner hearts, and it pushes me to a great sadness that we will not making together in this present era.
I kiss you both inside middle of your radiant forehead areas,
Lyova Lyubov
Posted by: Lyova Lyubov at May 2, 2005 2:05 PM
Lyova!
Tell them about "Hello Cat!"
And your neighbor Vashili!
Posted by: Steve Schroeder at May 2, 2005 2:06 PM
YES LYOVA!
Tell us more!
I would like to do a special dance with you one day soon, on a lacquered and shining dance floor as the music thumps about us. TELL US EVERYTHING.
Posted by: ritchey at May 2, 2005 2:10 PM
Stefan,
I will later fashion some longer and, dare I say, unadulterated text upon the "Hello Cat" (and more recent "Hello Mutton" - yes, you must believe me that this is true, my eyes have seen and they cannot make a lie) phenomenon. It is after all a fragment of my nature as a primo anthropologist, yes? And also you mention Vasiliy, but I already made explicit to you that this man, he is a cavernous person of supreme evil in my early lives, and maybe even to utter about him will make me abnormally angry (and you must realize that I am not of angry disposition, yes?) Still, maybe I will spread out some particle of the ancient time of my adolescent pube at some latter era. It is not for this present, it is not for these ears. But I know for sure that such things like my toiling on the collective farm in Byershty, the frivolous in the haystacks (yes, this is for you Mimi...), the Tchernobyl incident and my escapades to the lively metropolis of Grodno and Bialystok cannot go silent for long. And rest in assurance that time will speak! But not now, because it is dawning once over, and the time schism between us is not diminishing.
I bid you a peaceful night,
Lyova Lyubov
PS. Ritchey: I did not yet divulge to you that I am a mega fan of dance floors, yes? It is maybe my primo dwelling ground, and I would take great buzz upon doing it at you. The Sevastopol Plance Crash Tchardash is a favourite dance, but we also made all type of "Sputnik" derivatives with my comrades of old. I must initiate you, if you are beckoning.
Posted by: Lyova Lyubov at May 2, 2005 2:39 PM
I had to take one picture and put it on my blog. You look delectable dearest.xx
Posted by: mimi at May 2, 2005 5:36 PM
Holy crap. Please don't post a picture of you with a boner ever again.
Posted by: paul at May 2, 2005 6:11 PM
nice body! and im really digging the gold suit, it matches the gold coins and dollar bills.
Posted by: james at May 2, 2005 8:03 PM
Lyova Lyubov,
I like your post, I like your style. I like that you said that I have "mood swings like the woman", because that is true. This is gonna be fun.
Your Comrade,
Joel Conrad Bechtolt
Posted by: Joel Bechtolt at May 3, 2005 7:28 AM
Ljowa????
Narescie Cie znalazlam ty chamie!!!
I co jestes taki wystrojony jak jakis nedzny palant z Mafii?
Wygladasz dumny z siebie ale uwierz mi, ze nie masz naprawde powodu, po tym co mi zrobiles!
Zostawic swoja narzeczona dzien przed slubem!!!! Boze drogi! jak tak mozna?!
I wszystko bez slowa! Czy ty wogole zdajesz sobie sprawe co ty mi zrobiles? Jakie straszne awantury narobili mi rodzice, jak wygladam przy moich znajomych???
Przez szesc miesiecy nie ma po tobie sladu (i uwierz mi, nawet pojechalam do Wazyliszek i rozmawialam z twoja matka) i nagle wyskakujesz w tym tandetnym garniturze!!!
Nie wiem co powiedziec! Po prostu nie do wiary! Cholera! Jestes naprawde do niczego (rodzice zawsze tak mysleli!)
Sluchaj Ljowa, wymagam od ciebie wytlumaczenia i przeprosin! Bo inaczej wszystkim tutaj ujawnie jaki jestes naprawde!!!
Kasia
PS: I am sorry. My English is not good. I am old girlfriend and Ljowa is very bad man.
Posted by: Kasia at May 3, 2005 7:36 AM
Kasiu...
No sluchaj, nie wiem jak Ci wytlumaczyc... Chyba po prostu nie bylem na to wszystko gotowy. Wtedy, w Bialymstoku, jakos nie moglem tak do konca zaakceptowac takiego juz zupelnie banalnego zycia. Swiat jest przeciez wielki, a wiesz ze ja nigdy nie poszdl dalej co Grodno i Bialystok! A siostra znalazla ta prace w Japonii, no i tak wyjechalem, tak od razu. Kurcze, szkoda mi ciebie, ale nie moge juz o tym myslec! To przeszlosc. Ja juz teraz nowy czlowiek. Nie mozesz im o tym powiedziec!
Wybacz mi,
Ljowa
PS: I am sorry for your English peoples here, but one friend has uncovered me in here, and I must give her some explaining...
Posted by: Lyova Lyubov at May 3, 2005 7:41 AM
Co???Po tym jak kupiles nam gospodarke i obiecywales, ze bedziemy miec dzieci, postanawiasz,ze chcesz podrozowac i zostawic te wszystkie marzenia????
MOJE MARZENIA?
Nigdy ci nie wybacze, ty podly, podly czlowieku. nigdy, slyszysz!?
Kasia
Posted by: Kasia at May 3, 2005 7:45 AM
Sluchaj Kasiu, nie mozesz byc tak na mnie wsciekla! Przeciez kazdy ma swoje zycie! Ja musze tutaj byc. Nie wystarczaja mi juz strony Grodna... Sluchaj, sprzedaj co Ci zostawilem, juz wszystko ci oddam...
Ljowa
Posted by: Lyova Lyubov at May 3, 2005 7:47 AM
juz sprzedalam twoje graty,stodole i obory! I wiesz co? Mieszkam teraz w Warszawie i mam nowego chlopa, ktory jest prawdziwym mezczyzna, a nie jakims tam lajdakiem jak ty!!! I co ty na to?
K.
Posted by: Kasia at May 3, 2005 7:52 AM
Co?????
Jak moglas?
I mnie nazywasz lajdakiem, ty sciero!!!!
Posted by: Lyova Lyubov at May 3, 2005 7:52 AM
Spadaj juz lajdaku! Nie ma co tu duzo gadac! Rob co chcesz, ja juz nie mam nic do powiedzenia! Nareszcie widze cie jakim jestes, i wygladasz ochydnie! Zycze ci powodzenia (tylko nie pojaw sie u nas, bo Ci wydrapie oczy albo i lepiej nasle na Ciebie Mietka!)
K!
Posted by: Kasia at May 3, 2005 7:59 AM
Hi Lyova!
Wow, your post has really, dare I say, stimulated me to maximum power! Your post is just like life itself -- it surely is a complex puzzle!
And this 500 hard currency of which you speak . . . what is it? From what my world class intelligence tells me, there is only 100 hard currency available.
Anyhow, your post is both appetizing and inspiring. I suddenly want to make my horizons fat. You certainly are not the ordinary type blogman!
Hugs and Belkard-2000 cardan shafts,
Lauren Alyce
Ultimate Blogger Fangirl
Posted by: Lauren Alyce at May 2, 2005 1:16 PM