those are some disturbing images and thoughts, gman!
Oh, my. One doesn't even know what to say about those images. One certainly doesn't want to think about them.:)
can you define emergency shit?
No text required definitely.Thanks for your kind words re my Dad m'dear, I appreciated them very much.Not sure I'll be back to Flash Fiction this week but I will get back eventually. xx
I wear rubber gloves when I work with hot chiles, so no worries there.
See, I've got personal experience with both the , uh, milk thing, and the, uh, spicy cooking thing.My wife REALLY didn't like the post-jalapeno intimacy thing. . . But *her* milk is really pretty tasty; especially on my cereal, or in my coffee. . . And, you know, just a little bit kinky. . . (But, um, yeah. . . I wouldn't want my neighbor's. . . or anyone else's)
That kid in the t-shirt is hilarious!
these are bad! but I laughed...
Those are hillarious - but I'd like to tell the young lad in the large t-shirt that - no, he probably won't.
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