Polina

My nephew's girlfriend, who emigrated from Russia just last year.

Posted by Michael Meek on Wed, 01/09/13 18:44
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Comments by Jeff Dye on Wed, 01/09/13 20:17

Very pretty. Excellent light and soft background although I'd do something with the
white thingy in the background that's sort of sitting on her head. IMO her head should
be turned toward the camera just enough to keep the tip of her nose from breaking the
far cheek line. This also brings the far eye around so the lashes aren't just protruding
into space. The near eye could use some sparkle, either from a low level flash pop or a
reflector. Too pretty to have a black eye.


Comments by Alias on Wed, 01/09/13 20:43


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.

Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 12/14/12 16:52
The Strange Case of D. MacMillan, Act 1

MacMillan: Hey, could I ask you a big favor? I'm moving to New Jersey next week and I need
you to drive the old pickup. I think it will make it.
Person of high moral standards: To New Jersey! Man, that's a thousand miles each way!
MacMillan: As a favor. A big favor.
Person of high moral standards: Nah, I'm doing some other stuff.
MacMillan: There's an "or else."
Person of high moral standards: An "or else?" WTF! Or else what?
MacMillan: If you don't do this favor, I will haunt you 'till my dying day. Indeed, even as you
are deciding on the favor, I will haunt you to make sure you understand the “or else” part.
Person of high moral standards: Haunt me! Haunt me!! You've got to be kidding!
MacMillan: I'm sincere.
Person of high moral standards to self: I must be in a Moronic Convergence, some kind of
Sedona Vortex or something. Could anyone be this stupid without some assistance?
Person of high moral standards: Do your worst.
MacMillan, excitedly: O’boy, o’boy, I will, I will!

Hickory dickory dock.
MacMillan ran up the clock.
The clock struck him on the head.
"Cuckoo, cuckoo," MacMillan said,
"May I have one more?"

Alas, he swooned like a stunt flier,
Then came a weak voice from the floor,
"I am a mouse who could roar,
"If only my pants would catch fire!"
Comments by Alias on Sun, 12/23/12 14:00
Those who comment show approval of Michael Meek's behavior on this site.
Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Fri, 01/04/13 11:21
Nice casual portrait. Those are big clovers.
Comments by Maria Salvador on Fri, 01/04/13 11:42
A lovely portrait of a lovely lady!
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:19
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:28
Nice portrait BUT this "comment" by alias is inappropriate. This is the 2nd one I saw & there
must be more.
Comments by G.B. SHETTLER on Sat, 01/05/13 10:46
Like Ernest, very nice casual portrait with some other interesting aspects. I think it would
have been a much nicer without the purse strap. Those damn purse straps !!
Comments by Michael Meek on Sat, 01/05/13 12:09
Not perfect, Greg, but better maybe?



Comments by Alias on Sat, 01/05/13 12:21
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.

Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 12/14/12 16:52
The Strange Case of D. MacMillan, Act 1

MacMillan: Hey, could I ask you a big favor? I'm moving to New Jersey next week and I need
you to drive the old pickup. I think it will make it.
Person of high moral standards: To New Jersey! Man, that's a thousand miles each way!
MacMillan: As a favor. A big favor.
Person of high moral standards: Nah, I'm doing some other stuff.
MacMillan: There's an "or else."
Person of high moral standards: An "or else?" WTF! Or else what?
MacMillan: If you don't do this favor, I will haunt you 'till my dying day. Indeed, even as you
are deciding on the favor, I will haunt you to make sure you understand the “or else” part.
Person of high moral standards: Haunt me! Haunt me!! You've got to be kidding!
MacMillan: I'm sincere.
Person of high moral standards to self: I must be in a Moronic Convergence, some kind of
Sedona Vortex or something. Could anyone be this stupid without some assistance?
Person of high moral standards: Do your worst.
MacMillan, excitedly: O’boy, o’boy, I will, I will!

Hickory dickory dock.
MacMillan ran up the clock.
The clock struck him on the head.
"Cuckoo, cuckoo," MacMillan said,
"May I have one more?"

Alas, he swooned like a stunt flier,
Then came a weak voice from the floor,
"I am a mouse who could roar,
"If only my pants would catch fire!"


Those who comment show approval of Michael Meek's behavior on this site.
Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Fri, 01/04/13 11:21
Nice casual portrait. Those are big clovers.
Comments by Maria Salvador on Fri, 01/04/13 11:42
A lovely portrait of a lovely lady!
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:19
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:28
Nice portrait BUT this "comment" by alias is inappropriate. This is the 2nd one I saw & there
must be more.
Comments by G.B. SHETTLER on Sat, 01/05/13 10:46
Like Ernest, very nice casual portrait with some other interesting aspects. I think it would
have been a much nicer without the purse strap. Those damn purse straps !!
Comments by Alias on Sat, 01/05/13 12:21
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.

Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 12/14/12 16:52
The Strange Case of D. MacMillan, Act 1

MacMillan: Hey, could I ask you a big favor? I'm moving to New Jersey next week and I need
you to drive the old pickup. I think it will make it.
Person of high moral standards: To New Jersey! Man, that's a thousand miles each way!
MacMillan: As a favor. A big favor.
Person of high moral standards: Nah, I'm doing some other stuff.
MacMillan: There's an "or else."
Person of high moral standards: An "or else?" WTF! Or else what?
MacMillan: If you don't do this favor, I will haunt you 'till my dying day. Indeed, even as you
are deciding on the favor, I will haunt you to make sure you understand the “or else” part.
Person of high moral standards: Haunt me! Haunt me!! You've got to be kidding!
MacMillan: I'm sincere.
Person of high moral standards to self: I must be in a Moronic Convergence, some kind of
Sedona Vortex or something. Could anyone be this stupid without some assistance?
Person of high moral standards: Do your worst.
MacMillan, excitedly: O’boy, o’boy, I will, I will!

Hickory dickory dock.
MacMillan ran up the clock.
The clock struck him on the head.
"Cuckoo, cuckoo," MacMillan said,
"May I have one more?"

Alas, he swooned like a stunt flier,
Then came a weak voice from the floor,
"I am a mouse who could roar,
"If only my pants would catch fire!"
Comments by Alias on Sun, 12/23/12 14:00
Those who comment show approval of Michael Meek's behavior on this site.
Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Fri, 01/04/13 11:21
Nice casual portrait. Those are big clovers.
Comments by Maria Salvador on Fri, 01/04/13 11:42
A lovely portrait of a lovely lady!
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:19
Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Sat, 01/05/13 06:28
Nice portrait BUT this "comment" by alias is inappropriate. This is the 2nd one I saw & there
must be more.
Comments by G.B. SHETTLER on Sat, 01/05/13 10:46
Like Ernest, very nice casual portrait with some other interesting aspects. I think it would
have been a much nicer without the purse strap. Those damn purse straps !!
Comments by Alias on Sat, 01/05/13 12:21
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.

Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:14
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:15
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:16
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:18
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Alias on Fri, 12/14/12 16:19
Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 16:50
There once was a tawdry little fellow,
Whose desires held his attention so well
Upon spying a girl his mind turned to Jello.


Comments by Michael Meek on Mon, 12/10/12 17:02
There once was a tired old man,
Who fought a hard battle--
Against himself and his dustpan.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sun, 12/09/12 14:10
There once was a man whose life was a mess.
Vapid and vocal, he traveled the Net,
Leaving the tracks of a mighty midgette.

Comments by Michael Meek on Wed, 12/12/12 22:36
You forgot one little man:

There once was a man whose name was his alias,
His alias was “Alias,” too clever by half,
Sending his head clear up his ass.

I can have more for you, Alias, jokes being one your favorite things -- after girl-ogling and
revenge anyway.


Here's another one for you:

Inside Photocritique lives a concupiscent little guy,
Who is given to call young girls, “gorgeous.”
His brain attached to big eyes would rather like to be a housefly.

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 07:11
Donald Duck has another fit,
And upon his head is writ,
All you need to know, lickety split.

"Do not say things. What you are stands over you the while and thunders so that I cannot
hear what you say to the contrary."
--Emerson

Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 12/13/12 08:14
Busy Little Bee

The “duck of death” was a hero in his eyes,
By sending drones into the skies,
But Donald Duck McMillan was just another villain,
Bombing innocents to claim the throne
Of the comical Lord of the Flies.
Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 12/14/12 16:52
The Strange Case of D. MacMillan, Act 1

MacMillan: Hey, could I ask you a big favor? I'm moving to New Jersey next week and I need
you to drive the old pickup. I think it will make it.
Person of high moral standards: To New Jersey! Man, that's a thousand miles each way!
MacMillan: As a favor. A big favor.
Person of high moral standards: Nah, I'm doing some other stuff.
MacMillan: There's an "or else."
Person of high moral standards: An "or else?" WTF! Or else what?
MacMillan: If you don't do this favor, I will haunt you 'till my dying day. Indeed, even as you
are deciding on the favor, I will haunt you to make sure you understand the “or else” part.
Person of high moral standards: Haunt me! Haunt me!! You've got to be kidding!
MacMillan: I'm sincere.
Person of high moral standards to self: I must be in a Moronic Convergence, some kind of
Sedona Vortex or something. Could anyone be this stupid without some assistance?
Person of high moral standards: Do your worst.
MacMillan, excitedly: O’boy, o’boy, I will, I will!

Hickory dickory dock.
MacMillan ran up the clock.
The clock struck him on the head.
"Cuckoo, cuckoo," MacMillan said,
"May I have one more?"

Alas, he swooned like a stunt flier,
Then came a weak voice from the floor,
"I am a mouse who could roar,
"If only my pants would catch fire!"

Comments by Alias on Sun, 12/23/12 14:00
Those who comment show approval of Michael Meek's behavior on this site.


Comments by Mo Fridlich on Wed, 01/09/13 21:38

This childish stuff must stop! The hit man has been put on notice!!!


Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 01/10/13 07:46

Jeff, this only looks like a formal shoot. We were walking in the woods on my nephew's birthday. Polina was dressed for dinner. But your critique is spot on and from your past comments under portraits, you have made me aware of the very errors we see here! But I liked this photo especially for the expression on her face as she looked out for her five-year old boy who was doing some climbing. I did some calming of the hot spots, but not enough. Thanks.


Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Thu, 01/10/13 08:26

Issues aside the first impression is quite strong. It looks like you've
done some processing and that might be at the root of some of the points
noted by Jeff. Seems like it boosted the contrast.


Comments by Michael Meek on Thu, 01/10/13 08:37

Ernest, here is the original file, just a jpeg. There is the tiniest bit of catchlight. None in the processed file. I tried to introduce a catchlight, but I liked the photo less for it, probably because I was clumsy at it, and decided this photo was going to be of a dark-eyed girl. That strong first impression is what I felt, too, and I think Jeff did as well. So that's all to the good.


Comments by Nathan Leonard Kern on Thu, 01/10/13 08:39

I like things as is but I think the ear ring attracks too much attention. I do hope alies is expelled.


Comments by Jeff Dye on Thu, 01/10/13 09:43

Once you become aware of little portraiture nits you can ask someone to give you 60 secs
(not a planned portrait session) and you can take a number of good portraits with little or no
direction. For this one I would've have likely asked her to turn her head slightly toward
camera or taken a short step to my left. A slight upward angle would've hidden the white
areas behind her head instead of above. I'm sure she's happy with this and she should be.
She has a strong, confident look about her and if she was a friend mine she'd be a go-to for
portrait practice.


Comments by Ernest Cadegan on Thu, 01/10/13 10:58

Thanks for the original. What I do when applying this type of processing
is deal with the shadows and highlights first. I would bring up the
blacks and either clone out those hot spots or bring them down. In this
case I might also experiment with bringing a little light into her eyes.
I apply sharpening before applying the effects.

All that having been said though I still want to emphasize that it's a
nice piece of work.


Comments by G.B. SHETTLER on Sat, 01/12/13 15:18

I don't mind you original attempt. Its a bit different, but her face still shows a lot of personality. The 2 main issues that are easy to fix, is what Jeff pointed out over the head and the other is the earing that is way to big and colorful and where it falls in the total compostional frame. Maybe if you could desaturate it and change the tone into the brown range...so it will flow into the hair line to some degree...if you understand that drift.


Comments by Jacky on Sat, 01/12/13 17:32

Beautiful! I like this a lot. Very nice, complimentary lighting which really accentuates her beautiful coloring. A minor nit (IMO): it looks a little like she's leaning backwards at a strange angle -- could just be my perception. Here's a "straightened" version. I humbly apologize if you'd rather people not alter your photos... One never knows on this site.


Comments by Michael Meek on Sat, 01/12/13 20:07

Greg, Nathan, thank you for your views. That big earring is either a problem or something that reveals a bit about Polina's personality. It's a bit of an odd decoration for a woodsy walk, too, but kinda interesting for that.

Jacky, no I don't mind at all. But take a look at how the earring dangles at an angle in the crop. Her head was actually tilted back as she was watching her child. Seems like that is something people do when they are trying to get a better look at something.


Comments by Jacky on Sat, 01/12/13 21:42

I see what you mean, Michael. Her earring does look odd in my crop. And actually, she's so pretty that any "angle" suits her.


Comments by F. Stawp on Wed, 01/23/13 07:07

She is beautiful. The earring is something I associate with many
eastern European women - they love big bright jewelry like this. It is
part of who she is, so it should be in the frame. If this was a
grabshot, well, then you'll have to deal with it afterward, but if
this was posed I think I'd have asked her to flip her hair over the
earring, allow it to peek through. That would have reduced its
promimence in the frame.

You've been too heavy-handed with the skin smoothing - a touch is ok
if you really must, but this is overdone almost everywhere it is used
and that is the case here. She is young and beautiful, she doesn't
need her skin looking like plastic.

You had a problem with the light - none into her eyes. You may be able
to rescue this with some dodging - the whites of her eyes should come
up to white instead of grey - but I am not sure. The eyes are the most
important thing, by far, in any portrait.


Comments by nom de guerre on Wed, 01/23/13 17:04

Thanks Stawp (what is your first name so people can address you w/o being too formal or too abrupt?).

You are pretty accurate in your comments here and other places. Always nice to get a good critique.

This was just a walk in the park and not anything approaching a photo shoot, but I so loved Polina's expression that I worked on the photo to see what I could get. Polina wanted more/better than what she saw in my first attempts, but loves the one you see here. Be that as it may, the eyes are a problem for everyone here it seems. Call me nuts, but I have come to like the dark eyes in this photo, maybe because there is so much pure black all around, including in the hair, the eyebrows, the nose, mouth, jacket, and background. Feels right to me, though I'm sure I'd like a highlight, too.

As for the skin, she wanted glamour. She uses quite a bit of makeup, so that is her ideal I suppose. But I do get what you are saying about less is more.


Comments by Ruth Rittichier on Thu, 01/24/13 06:00

I agree that she is beautiful. I prefer the original for the lesser amount of overall contrast, but like the crop of the OP. I think the major problem is with color tone. Her skin along the jawline and neck has a bluish/greenish cast.


Comments by Michael Meek on Fri, 01/25/13 14:09

Ruth, I opened the file in PS to look for the color cast you are seeing, but I couldn't see it! I opened a color balance layer to see if I could find some blue. There was just a tiny bit on her chin and to the left of her nose but nowhere else except on the earring. So, our monitors are different evidently. Anyway, I warmed her skin up some and put in a bit of catchlight. See if you like it any better.


Comments by Ruth Rittichier on Sat, 01/26/13 09:20

Michael, I checked in in PS, which I hadn't done before, and actually it isn't a blue cast which I thought at first; it's a lack of saturation that gives a grayish cast in the areas of the jaw and neck. It can be fixed by selectively adding saturation in those areas only.