Sunday, November 22, 2009

Instanity takes a back seat to general frothing at the mouth

My Fellow Inmates,

Christmas is in the air... The Decorations began going up yesterday and I am in a happy mood, so before the weekly posting begins, we are going to take a short step sideways into the land of no return.

Hold on to your hats, strap yourself in, and whatever you do, dont look back... Its just not pretty, I promice... Pillars of salt and all...

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Sung to the tune of "Sleigh Ride"...

We'll hear those chains jing jingling
While I'm fingering you
Such aweful weather
For that sleigh ride together
So lets Screw!

Giddy up! Giddy up! Giddy Up!
You'll hear me say
We have all day
Due to the rainy weather
We'll dress you in leather
Now time for some Pony Play

Get it up! Get it up! Get it Up!
Lets Go!
I'm Horney you know
The popper pig is a swilling
In a minute I'm willing
To bet your face'll look like its covered in Snow

You'll hear those boys scream screaming
with their dicks ting tingling too
With the electro ramping
Your postrate is cramping
You're Screwed

What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck,
where is that key
to set you free
Oh well we shall not worry
cause I'm in no hurry
So get down upon your knees

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!
you stupid fag!
You need a gag
You know it would be good if
You were a hooded
Just hop in that Bondage bag

And now that we're done a-whoring
And your Softly snoring, Amen
I will be back in an hour
And you'll be deflowered
Again.

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And Now for Something Completely Different....



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News of the hour.... Seattle Washington....

Rubberasylum, and WetsuitJay's Playroom takes leaps and bounds as they prepare for a Thanksgiving Weekend Rubber Party...

Attemps have been made to post the pictures of the most recent renovations on the play space, but due to what seems like technical difficulties in the Club section, we will have to wait for video of the event after the fact.

We interviewed a close neighbor, Ima Biatch, on the subject, and here is what she had to say:

"What are those perverted faggots up to now? I mean Jesus Christ, my propery values have dropped enough!"

We attempted to interview her some more, but Biatch frothed so much that she spontaniously combusted before we had a chance.

More on this story as the events unfold...


-Crispian St. Peters, A.P. Newtwork News.

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Things that make you go Hmm....



Have you ever noticed that the guy that actually wins these Rubber and Leather contests is usually the Fugliest Mother Fucker in the Group of Three?



Here is the future thought for Fugly contest winners:



Note to self: Whipe Judges cum off of chin before posing for winning picture



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But then again, perhaps I'm just a jaded asshole... Yup, thats probably it :)



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With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…

Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep

-Rubberasylum-

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Where Oh where has Rubberasylum Gone

My Fellow Inmates,



Life has been a hectic path as of late. From all of the new attentions the house demands, to a new EBay business I started up to bring in extra money for gear purchases (That Stryker Gurney won't buy itself). Asylum has just been snowed.


I have though found Time recently for a boy to come over and play, as you can see by the new picture. Though at this moment it is few and far between.


I still have many photoshoots to post for all of your Viewing pleasure, and hopefully lots of other content to provide as well. Life likes sticking its head in, as I have mentioned before, and so once again Asylum just needs to find a happy medium between work and play...


I actually find myself at the moment really not in the mood for play; this has of course slowed down work on the Playspace that I was so gung ho on. I go through cycles... Rather than pacing myself I will hit these moments where I have boy after boy over, and then I just burn myself out. So I am in the downswing right now.


Though I have a long holiday weekend coming up, 5 days off surrounding Thanksgiving, it looks like, and so I am beginning to invite some boys up for some fun... Still waiting on a response from a pup I want to play with... I may have scared him off from the blunt forward invite... We shall see.


My Plan is to pair the rubber puppy up with the Rubber Kitty... Put them in bondage together, perhaps make them dependant on each other in their situation, and let their personas cause an extra entertaining edge.


Its all in the planning stages at the moment, I shall let you know if things progress...


As for me getting to these blogs... If I take too long to get a new one out, just kick me in the butt, as others have done in the past... Post a response to let me know you are reading these and wish me to continue...


I can talk to myself at home, and save the carpal Tunnel that comes from typing these out. And besides, if I am the only one listening to my own musings perhaps the world will become concerned and it will net me a comfy Straightjacket...


Silver Linings People... Silver Linings....


With that visiting time is over and the guards grow antsy…

Take care, and what ever you do don't scream too loud, others are trying to sleep

Rubberasylum
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