Arilida’s janitor juggs

I’ve attended a couple of parties where “high school” was the theme. To even get into the party you had to assume the role of someone at a high school. Of course in your post-collegiate years this notion seems funny and you think yourself so wise and clever, you use hindsight to pull upon all of your naive experiences of yesteryear and employ visual hyperbole to exaggerate your costumery and hope that someone can identify your assumed persona. There are roles like lunch lady, P.E. teacher, or bully. The nerd inside me was naturally drawn to replicate my high school physics teacher, complete with thick black plastic eyeframes (no joke), overbite (seriously!) and laser pointer pen (ahhh my eyes! “A physical improbibility, actually!” he’d say, whatever that meant – he’d give some explanation about the angle of entry or how my chances of winning the lottery were greater than getting blinded by a laser pen, for which neither has happened… yet! But I digress).

Naturally someone would choose to be “janitor”, who in real-life from my high school days I associate with smelly old men who carry more keys than my office of 20 colleagues combined (I should know I’m in charge of the key inventory! My approach is the fewer keys you have, the better life you live.). At these later-life parties the janitor was usually taken on by a semi-butch lesbian who secretly yearned to make-up on a fake moustache and stand still next to a mop and bucket, their costume proving a suitable cover for their social ineptitude – meanwhile the physics professor was booooogeying dooooown! Once there were three janitors at the same party; they had a sort of star wars lightsaber inspired mop war, at least that was entertaining.

But the matter still stands, no janitor I’ve ever seen in person or impersonated at any party was nearly as stacked as Arilida from BoobStudy.

She’s a new cutie who has recently exploded on the scene. I’ve seen her elsewhere already but there’s a side to her in these photos that is somehow un-posed, while the situation is still clearly posed, inside of what appears to be some actual coffee shop.

Make that two, extra large… boobaccinos with milk. Oh sorry, I was distracted by… the janitor.

 

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