Word, er, uh, something, nothing.
Dad always said, when you find a lady who will suck the barnacles off yer hull, she’s a keeper.
Ha, at least your delivery pigeon gives you a choice. Mine just crams it in the mail slot, along with a stick of dynamite, and runs!
Proud of yourself?
So, are you saying if one were to dress up for Halloween as a high tech soda machine, that one could, under the right circumstances, find love?
And, frankly, I could do without all the political signs like “keep right” and “stay left”, etc…sheesh!
He seems more like a Mountain Dew sort of guy.
Headless zombie? I do it all the time. You should try it, it’s fun!
I was always watching out for the Coppertone signs.