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Have mercy, y’all. I’m not in labor yet but I totally busted my large gut at the reader-submitted covers. So today we present the Man Titty Hall of Fame, Volume 1.
Sarah: On a scale of 1-5, with 5 being the highest, I would say his man-titties rank a solid 3. Not as much cleavage or shadow as one would like, but he gets extra bonus points for the rock-hard diamonique nipples. And, he’s naked on the beach. Bet those sailors on that boat back there are enjoying the view!
Avast! A storm approacheth! Seek shelter under the eaves of the man-titty.
Candy: He’s either a sailor looking to dip himself on a sea of lurve or a crazy homeless guy, because DAMN that is one grubby looking bearer of Man-Tit. Either way, he looks really high. Is he on Ecstasy or something? That may explain his urge to go naked even though it’s obviously quite nippy out.
Captive Heart - Beware! The Smart Bitches hath decreed this cover Notte Worke Saffe!
Sarah: I had to make this one a popup because if someone saw that mess over your shoulder? Egads. Now, his man-titty score should be higher except that his are somewhat, how shall I say, deflated. Perhaps she’s not actually on her knees giving oral pleasure, but instead she’s gazing upwards to see if his man-titties are hanging folds of skin that she can hide secret messages under. Ever since he had his silicone man-titties removed last year, his usefulness as a warrior has been waning, but as a mule for cocaine, perhaps flat-titty man has promise!
Candy: Hey, look, a literal blowjob--she’s obviously inflating his man titties. Pneumatic mammaries are the wave of the future! And you’re right, Sarah, they are useful for cocaine smuggling. Probably why they’re popular among a certain set.
Sarah: Crown Jewels? He’s about to wank on the crown. Ew. Velvet is hard to clean dude. Better aim upwards at your level-4 man-titties. Due to the lighting I can’t score your pair on shadow-casting, but they have sufficient height to qualify as a Fine Pair of Man Boobs. You might want to talk to that other dude about the dangers of silicone, though.
Candy: Look at the way that crown is positioned. Dude, it’s totally attached to a regent, one who’s crawling all around the bed while humming the theme from Jaws. Moments after this picture was taken, the corpulent king totally went “RAHHH!” and jumped up on his love toy, then squealed with joy and asked whether Mr. Boobacious had been “weally, weally scared.”
Sarah: You, sir, are very subtle. There are two phallic crystals in your hands. They seem to be suspended in mid-air, almost erect by the power of their own levitation. So you must be trying to tell me that you have two man-titties, each suspended by forces unknown to nature. Not a lot of shadow, and your ass is too small, so good try to distract me with your puple man-crystals. However, your man-titties rate a 3.
Candy: Behold, the Holder of the Dildos! He will levitate the Holy Phallo-Crystal of your choice into your Chunnel of Love should his teeny peeny not satisfy.
Sarah: Extreme close up! Man Titty Style! Damn. Is it me, or is the nipple is in a weird place? And dare I suspect silicone enhancement? I’d say based on shadow, definition, and curvature, this dude ranks a 4.5. Congratulations, Mr. Completely Boobs, you are the Man Titty Hall of Fame inductee this week!
Candy: All the sleaziness of a strip club right at your fingertips. To think I normally pay a small fortune in tips when I could’ve had that germ farm feeling RIGHT IN MY HOME.
And Sarah, I agree: them’s some cross-eyed nipples thar.









by SB Sarah • Monday, November 07, 2005 at 05:03 AM
Which is longer, the Gabaldon Outlander series, or my pregnancy? Discuss! Because I am stillllllll pregnant!
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by Candy • Friday, November 04, 2005 at 06:57 PM
Laurie, by the grace of Elisabeth and Google, managed to successfully guess the answers to this week’s Lonely Heart challenge. Kneel, Laurie, for we Smart Bitches dub thee:
Go forth and use your newly-bestowed powers for good!
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by Candy • Friday, November 04, 2005 at 12:53 PM
All this talk about Harlequin Presents made me nostalgic for all those awful Mills & Boon novels my sister collected back in the day. So this personal ad is going to be more obscure than most, because it’s a Mills & Boon/Harlequin Presents from the early 80s. Good luck guessing the author, the title and the hero’s name. Mwahahahaha.
If you think Candy naming her cat Hitler was perverse, wait till you check out my cat’s name
SWM, reclusive singer/songwriter, looking for innocent virgin to shout at and about whom I can make horrible assumptions. Spineless daddy’s girls who are about to be forced into a loveless marriage a bonus. Oh, and watch out for my cat. He’s one mean sumbitch, and I gave him a totally bitchin’ name so the author can give the book a totally bitchin’ title.
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by SB Sarah • Thursday, November 03, 2005 at 03:47 PM
Thanks to brilliant reader Michelle, I am now dumbfounded and curious about the marketing decisions of major romance brands.
Harlequin will be offering NASCAR themed and branded romances:
NASCAR™ claims 75 million fans and says 30 million of them are women.
“NASCAR™ has one of the largest and most loyal bases of female fans of any sport in the United States and we are delighted to publish novels that will appeal specifically to them,” Harlequin CEO Donna Hayes said.
Now, NASCAR™ in and of itself is fascinating. Born in the deep South (Darlington, SC, for example, hosted the first “superspeedway” before Daytona built their speedway, though the racing itself started in North Carolina way back in the 40’s) it is a mix of down-home activities like watching car racing and tailgating, only with seriously brilliant participants. The men and women of the pit crews? Multiple engineering degrees. You gotta have some seriously mathematical smarts to be a NASCAR™ crew member - and yet many of them are life-long racing fans from small rural areas who had big brains and a desire to get advanced engineering and science degrees. So the potential for some fascinating heroes is definitely there, along with the opportunity for writers to create protagonists that break some of the rural Southern stereotypes.
But as for the Harlequin connection, are female NASCAR™ fans really an untapped demographic of romance readers? Is this a savvy move on their part or is it destined to be a big boo-boo in the history of romance? And, most importantly, is there going to be a RITA category for Best NASCAR™ romance?
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