The Pool Party Must Go On
The Fraternal Order of Poolboys (FOP) had their annual Labor Day cookout. Hyacinthe took this photo of one of the gaggles. You'd think she would have asked them to turn and smile, but she had a hotdog stuffed in her ample cheeks. Still, it's a rather casual shot considering she had a bottle of gin in the other hand. (She also had two silver spoons in her gym bag which I retrieved. I didn't have to be Hercule Poirot here; the last time Hyachinthe went to a gym was at the Baths of Carracalla.)
posted by Alexis du Bois @ 8:01 PM
8 Comments:
"Gaggles" of poolboys. Are they geese? Leaving shit all over the deck as they open their mouths expectantly for a tasty morsel of stale bread? Hmm...Yes! Love.
Graham, you don't to have to be "pretty" to come to a pool party; you have to have somehting to say. "Another dry day in the oficw will suffice," but ' "wouldn't I like to slobbered your mandingo" is always a crowd pleaser.
Uncle Alexis,
*SIGH* I wish I looked like these boys with my shirt off. Unfortunately if I ever go to any pool party I'll have to be like the fat kid in the pool with his wet t-shirt on the whole time. *SIGH*
Love Always,
Jesse :)
Mrs. A-
I see some familiar faces by the pool. I see cute Jeremy and adorable Brian in that crowd.
Jesse, I think we've all seen a pic of you with your shirt off on your blog. If there's anything you have to worry about would be the boys not ripping your t-shirt off. Pah-leez!
:) B
OMG. I just noticed the background, ie, foliage, etc. Do you live in a fucking jungle Alexis? Good Lord. (And yes, I am sure you know the showtune to accompany such sass). Love.
Ed, their tasted were more liquid in nature, therefore they peed. I planted all thos trees and plants just two years ago; such is the growing season in Miami.
Graham, I'm not prejudiced; there's always a token ugly washing the dishes.
Brian's right, Jesse; we've all seen you with your shirt off; keeping it on will be the task.
Mrs. Astor,
I am saddened to report the demise of Hyacthine. Apparently she drank too much of the Essence of Bacchus and had stumbled upon the Coliseum during feeding day, where she was confused as a substitute Christian. Ahh, her many talents will be missed by many a centurion.
--B&T Mark
Don't count her out, Mark. She used a Design Within Reach fluffy show rug to disguise herself as a lion and managed to blow a guard to escape. She's a clever one.
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