Mr. Peenee’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.

Today’s submission comes to us from Mr. Peenee in San Francisco.

Of course, you recognize Mr. Peenee as the Infomaniac Bitch who tied with Mitzi in the “Shapeliest Legs” division of our Gorgeous Gams Competition.

CLICK HERE to read Mr. Peenee’s favourite post entitled, “Work Load.”
(Proceed with caution: images on Mr. Peenee’s blog may contain shirtless men.)

Note: Do you have a favourite post you’d like to share with us? Send it along. Details here.

Princess’s Favourite Post

Posting…somewhere in Australia

And speaking of Australia, today on “Your Favourite Post” we feature that Diva from Down Under…yes, I’m talking about Princess!

CLICK HERE to read Princess’s fave post entitled, "Fabulous Frock" Competitors.....And Voting Day.

You’ll see gorgeous gown and fabulous frock entries from folks you know including XL, Miss Scarlet, Eroswings, CyberPete, Savannah, Inexplicable DeVice (IVD), and, of course, Mistress MJ.

Prepare to be dazzled!



Note: Do you have a favourite post you’d like to share with us? Send it along. Details here.

Stacia’s Favourite Post

Bitches, have you met Stacia of She Blogged By Night?

Stacia is my go-to-gal for all things related to classic films.

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And today, Stacia’s sharing her favourite post with us.

CLICK HERE to read “Atlantis: The Lost Continent (1961)” and enjoy!
Warning: Post may contain exciting hats! And sessy mens.


p.s. If you like what you see on Stacia’s blog, why not visit She Blogged By Night regularly and join Stacia on her “journey through films and culture, focusing on lesser-known and hard to find films.” You’ll be glad you did!

Note: Do you have a favourite post you’d like to share with us? Send it along. Details here.

Your Favourite Post

Back in 2008, Infomaniac ran a series entitled “Your Favourite Post.”

We here at Infomaniac think it’s high time to continue the series.

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Here’s how it works…

Once upon a time, you must have written a post that you like above all the others.

Rummage about in your blog archives for your favourite post.

Then email the link to that post to Mistress MJ. (Email address is in my Blogger Profile.)

From time to time, we’ll shine the spotlight on an Infomaniac reader’s fave blog post so that all of us may be blessed in reading your creative output.

Now go and dig through your archives.

The first of these posts will appear this Saturday, May 28th so quit stalling and send me your links NOW.

Manuel’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.

Today’s submission comes to us from Manuel in Belfast, Northern Ireland.

It’s entitled, “Eet as cow sheets in it…!” and you can CLICK HERE to read it.




Note: If any more of you bitches want to submit your fave post, click here for more information.

Random Chick’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.



Today’s submission comes to us from Random Chick in San Francisco, California, USA.

Entitled, “Symbol of My Midlife Crisis”, you can CLICK HERE to read it.



Random Chick


Enjoy!

Geoff’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.




Today’s submission comes to us from Geoff in Kent, England.

Those of you outside the UK may want to click on The Good Old Days for an explanation of a reference he makes to that particular BBC Television programme.

To view Geoff’s fave post, CLICK HERE.

IVD’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.



Today’s submission comes to us from Inexplicable DeVice (IVD) in Norwich, Norfolk, England.

It’s entitled, “On the third stroke, it will be two minutes ago, precisely *beep beep beep*”

To view IVD’s fave post, CLICK HERE.


Note: If you find yourself puzzled by IVD’s posting, keep in mind that he has multiple personalities.



IVD exhibits one of his many colourful personalities

First Nations’ Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.

Today’s submission comes to us from First Nations in Washington State, USA.


Embrace the corndog



But before we get to Nations' favourite post, you need to know more about her. If you’re not reading her blog, you should start today. Because I said so and you’ll see why when you click upon it’s greatness. Soon you will worship her.

First of all, Nations calls her blog “Paul. Because ‘Paul’ is a nice name.”

Despite calling her blog ‘PAUL’, Nations is really a woman. I know this because she has huge F-cup gazongas that she wields like weapons.

She misuses prescription drugs.

She has hot WHUMPA WHUMPA unsafe sex with her husband. While she’s thinking about John Cleese.




John Cleese in a bikini



She has had adventures that no television or movie producer has ever dreamed of.

She wears a “Fuck Off and Die” t-shirt … in the rain. (Wet t-shirt alert!)







She has mastered the ladylike art of high-velocity spit-hocking.

She writes porn and swears in the street.

She climbs fences and flips people off.

She hoards pens and pencils and weird shit off the sidewalk.

She has a big, oversized brain…




Nations’ brain is so big it requires separate housing outside her body!


Despite having a giant brain, she will not talk down to you if you are not as smart as she is.

Unless you are a DIPSHIT.

If you are a DIPSHIT, she will call you a DIPSHIT.

If you’re a conservative or a fundamentalist, run from her. Run from her now and run from her fast. Don’t look at me like that and say, “Yeah, right” because I mean it.




Nations: ready to kick Fundamentalist ass




Do NOT yodel around her. I found this out the hard way.



Nations takes down MJ after MJ commits the sin of yodeling.




“That’s all well and good,” you say, “but what can she do for me?”

I’m glad you asked.


Nations can teach you the following and MORE…

- how to cook breadlike objects

- how to improve upon the Wendy's Spicy Baconburger

- how to repair a Harley

- how to take care of your poontang (hint: It should not smell or taste like whats' in that coffee can your Uncle keeps in his truck)

- how to keep flying babies out of your yard

- reveal the secret of Freemasonry

And finally and perhaps most importantly, Nations can teach you how to turn your old toilet into a lovely garden planter.






YES, ALL THIS PLUS ART HISTORY AND RELIGIOUS STUDIES!






Now we’ll get to the point of this posting which is to show you Nations’ favourite post that she’s written in her illustrious blogging career.

CLICK HERE to read Nations’ fave post entitled, “the first word in methane is ‘me’, baby.”

Kapitano’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.




Today’s submission comes to us from Kapitano in Portsmouth, England.

Kapi offered a few very well-written pieces for me to choose from.

But ultimately, I chose a piece with no text; simply a caption.

It may have been the bare arse that influenced my decision.

To view Kapitano’s fave post, CLICK HERE.

Beast's Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.



Today’s submission comes from Beast all the way over in Bournemouth, Dorset, England.

I’ve led you to believe that Beast spends all his time stuffing fruit up his backside but our Beast is a man of many parts.

Beast’s interests include getting drunk and finding new ways to incorporate salad cream into his recipes.

Beast’s favourite Beastliness post of all time is entitled “WAR AND PEACE” and to read it you may CLICK HERE.

Enjoy. And be sure to try the recipe for Baked Beans and Eggs.

Daisy’s Favourite Post

It’s time for another installment of Your Favourite Post.




Today’s submission is courtesy of Daisy in the good ole U.S. of A. and is entitled Wax on…wax off.

I’ve copied and pasted Daisy’s fave post below rather than linking to her blog. Daisy must use caution because of work issues so her blog is by invitation only.

Wax on…wax off

"This story was sent to me in an email and upon sharing it with a friend of mine, she told me she experienced an identical situation on her honeymoon...it has given us hours of laughter...enjoy..."
-- Daisy


All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy , painless removal - The Epilady , scissors, razors, Nair and now ....the Wax read on........


My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with kids . I then had a thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours; 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet.'

So I headed to the site of my demise ; the bathroom. It was one of those ' cold wax ' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or whatever else ) and you pull the hair right off.


No muss, no fuss, How hard can it be ? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. ( Ya Think ! ? ! )

So I pull one of the thin strips out, It's two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees, ( 'Cold Wax, yeah....right ! ) I lay the strip across my thigh, Hold the skin around it tight and pull, it works ! OK, so it isn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this ! Hair removal no longer eludes me ! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.


With my next strip I move north. After checking the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship, I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet, using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip).

I inhale deeply and brace myself.. RRRRRIIIPPP!!

I'm blind !!! Blinded from pain... OH MY GAWD!!!


Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip, CRAP!! Another deep breath and RIPP!! Everything is spinning and spotted.


I think I may pass out... must stay conscious... must stay conscious, Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!


There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???


Slowly I easy my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip... It's not ! I touch... I am touching wax!!!


I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake... remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down.
Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!!!


I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax?

Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!


I get in the tub-the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment- I sit.


Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.


So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain??? God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!


I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!.


There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located. 'Are we talking cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?'

She's laughing out loud by now... I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggest I call the number on the side of the box.


YEAH!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in cold wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!!


By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.


My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.


What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and... OH MY GAWD!!!!! The scream probably woke up the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!!'


'It works!!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair... THE HAIR IS STILL THERE...ALL OF IT!.

So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now, Nothing hurts.


I could have amputated my own leg at this point.


Next week I'm going to try hair color.

T-Bird’s Favourite Post

It’s time for the first installment in our new series, Your Favourite Post.




Today’s submission comes all the way from Australia from the lovely yet slutty T-Bird of Strega Nona’s Super Number One Mecha Party Laser Blog. Don’t make me repeat that blog name.


CLICK HERE to read T-Bird’s all-time favourite post entitled “I hate Ayn Rand. Bad language warning.”



T-Bird




Reminder: You too can have your favourite post from your blog published on Infomaniac. Just email the link to me.

Your Favourite Post

Once upon a time, you must have written a post that you like above all the others.

Rummage about in your blog archives for your favourite post.

Then email the link to that post to MJ. (Email address is in my Blogger Profile.)

Once a week, depending on my mood and the tides, I’ll shine the spotlight on an Infomaniac reader’s fave blog post so that all of us may be blessed in reading your creative output.

I’m sure you’re all dying to know what my fave post is so click here to read it. (Shockingly, it’s safe for work.)

Now go and dig through your archives.

The first of these posts will appear this Saturday, April 26th so quit stalling and send me your links NOW.