Michaleen Flynn: No patty-fingers, if you please. The proprieties at all times. Hold on to your hats
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Today's gratuitous bath tub scene asks "Are those Brussel Sprouts or are you just happy to see me!"
Today's gratuitous bathtub photo reminds me of the days of my misspent youth. Where you wake up hungover with a bunch of woman and a bathtub full of macaroni. Don't ask.
The thing of it is (like how I snuck in that Brooklynism?) at least young men have the excuse that the craziness they commit in their youth is in pursuit of something they really want: young women. Young women have no such excuse.
I always had the dream that I would wake up in a bathtub full of pasta with a beatuiful women. It gives a whoe new meaning to the concept of eating out.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
7 comments:
Actually it looks like basil on closer inspection.
What the hell was I thinking?
The thing of it is (like how I snuck in that Brooklynism?) at least young men have the excuse that the craziness they commit in their youth is in pursuit of something they really want: young women. Young women have no such excuse.
Where have I seen that fat and bruised leg before?
Only the antlers are missing.
What? like we don't deserve some original shit once in a while?
I once woke up n a room full of strange women.
I fell asleep during calculus and woke up during women's health.
That story reminds me of Obama-At first sight it might be interesting; but the details are a real letdown.
I had to look twice, Troop, to verify that was basil. Didn't want to give fresh herbs a bad rap.
I always had the dream that I would wake up in a bathtub full of pasta with a beatuiful women. It gives a whoe new meaning to the concept of eating out.
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