Okay, MissK, let this be a lesson to us. NEVER try to appease these guys with big boobs and camel toes in the same pic. Their brains short circuit and renders them incapable of comments.
Okay, I'll be a perfectly respectable lady, rpm. No more references to oral sex, let me just get up and dust off my knees and we'll talk about the weather.
Okay, MissK, let this be a lesson to us. NEVER try to appease these guys with big boobs and camel toes in the same pic. Their brains short circuit and renders them incapable of comments.
ReplyDeleteRight again, I still have smoke coming out of my ears!
ReplyDeleteSorry, rpm, my head was covered with a kilt...what'd you say?
ReplyDeleteYou just fried my CPU.
ReplyDeleteI'll have to find you more pics, rpm, I love the smell of burning CPUs in the morning....
ReplyDeleteIt was the kilt comment...
ReplyDeleteOh, well then, you do know jeans are just as easy to open as a kilt is to flip up. Plus I would never ask an Italian to wear a kilt.
ReplyDeleteOh hell no, we prefer monogrammed sharkskin bathrobes.
ReplyDeleteOh, I am SO going to the Naughty Corner for that last one....
ReplyDeleteEven easier and the sash comes in handy. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna be lenient tonight, since this is a hump day post. But I'm watching you two ;-)
ReplyDeleteAwww, we need to find a private corner somewhere....hey rpm, you read my profile lately?
ReplyDeleteMissK, I think I broke rpm.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry.
~sigh~ Going to the Naughty Corner now.
Nope. I feel like I got hit with an Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator, that's all.
ReplyDelete"Where's the kaboom? There was supposed to be an earth-shattering kaboom!"
ReplyDeleteHey rpm, thought I scared you off. If I ever get too frisky, just smack me on the nose and tell me to get down.
Never happen, frisk away!
ReplyDeleteOkay, that just made me wiggle. You asked for it now, buddy.
ReplyDeleteFeel like a little Italian tonight....
Let me know when you feel like a big one..
ReplyDeleteEasy you two, I might have to reconsider that ban...
ReplyDeleteMissK ~whining~ all the other kids get to have fun....
ReplyDeleteHoney, how many other kids do you see here, saying what you where about to say...? Thought so :P
ReplyDeleterpm, how about now? and I love cannoli! ~wink wink~
ReplyDeleteOne out of three, not bad Wiserangel ;-)
ReplyDeleteYou're worse than a network censor. It's not like I offered to *@(# his (*$! or anything...
ReplyDelete~snicker~
ReplyDeleteLeave the car, bring the cannoli.
ReplyDeleteLeave the car, bring the cannoli?
ReplyDeleteNow you have me thinking it's another movie reference...
Hmmmm....
I was really just interested in your cannoli, help me out here?
I know "leave the gun, take the cannoli" The Godfather. Thinking, thinking, you make me think rpm. Takes my mind off of sex....
ReplyDeleteFor a few seconds...
ReplyDeleteAnd that's a bad thing, rpm?
ReplyDeleteOkay, I'll be a perfectly respectable lady, rpm. No more references to oral sex, let me just get up and dust off my knees and we'll talk about the weather.
ReplyDeleteAngel, you are incorrigible!
ReplyDeleteAnd all this time I thought we were talking about the weather. Go figure.
ReplyDeleteAnd cuisine.
ReplyDeleteAnd dessert.
ReplyDeleteOf course. The quickest way to a man's heart...
ReplyDeleteAppetizers don't hurt, either.
ReplyDelete....between the 4th and 5th ribs just left of the sternum. Appetizers, rpm? Are we still talking cuisine? Finger-licking good....
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