Russians must not have heard about your boss’ theory.
Since watching a documentary about an English dairy farmer, I’m persuaded that if s/he doesn’t know all their cows by name, then s/he has too many cows.
Oooo, I wonder if she has room left on her dance card for me? I’ve always had a thing for women in high places.
You’ve still got the magic, Buford.
Those Fusco brothers really know how to sweet-talk a gal.
Here, Pamela, let me take your mind off that by redirecting your attention to my post.
Good news, though: carrots keep for months in the crisper.
Not only that, but thanks to the miracles of modern cosmetic surgery, she doubles as a flotation device.
Pardon me for a moment … I just threw up in my mouth.
Twenty bucks says she’s hopped in the sack with him before midnight.