Tuesday

Afternoon Delight

"Oh please. There's a dog fucking a bomb in the entryway so it has to be my fault?" I glared at the man. "Why is that dog fucking a bomb, anyway?"

Indy rolled his eyes, "I should have known that was a bomb".

17 comments:

Jill said...

You were missing the bombs?
You've been tag!

Anonymous said...

Yeah right.

James said...

Ha! And when I was a kid, I thought that Afternoon Delight was a song about shooting off bottle rockets.

Ha.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!

He said...

Nothing wrong with BB's bombs. Believe me, I'd have noticed.

Anonymous said...

Oh man, James...
I'm so glad you know better now.
;-)

Anonymous said...

Why thank you He.
My bombs thank you too.

James said...

Oh, you have NO idea, BB.

Anonymous said...

Holy shit. You do know I take that as a challenge to find out?

Bobby "the Blue" said...

Poor puppy. I can't wait to see if he survives!

Anonymous said...

Bax! I actually like animals.

James said...

A gentleman never tells, BB.

Anyone seen one around here?

Anonymous said...

Hmm. Personally I like my men rough.

What are you James?

MrFancyPants said...
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James said...

Depends upon the context, BB. Catch me at the right time, you'd better have kneepads on.

Anonymous said...

Will you bring the rope, or should I?

Kimchihead said...

That looked painful.

Anonymous said...

Ah, I'm getting used to it.

But I do have one spot righ here that you could kiss and make all better...