Hal Briston: (awakening) Hold onnaminnit. (Fumbles for robe and pads down stairs)
Ding-Dong
Hal Briston: (opens door) Can I help you?
Psycho Painter Guy: Hey-I was gonna warn you that the lady next door is trying to rip me off on the paint job I’m supposed to do for her, but now I see you’re the guy that’s been banging all the sheep. Ewww!
I used to have one of those… started out as a joke gift for a guy that liked me whose interest I did not share, but then he went on a bender before his birthday and was never seen again, so I got stuck with it. A few years later I was “S&M Little Bo Peep” for Halloween, but alas, nobody got it. A year or so after that, a friend saw it in my car (umm, yeah, I had a station wagon and the sheep sat in the back for a whole year) and asked to borrow it for one of his Civil War re-enactment events, since all the guys were complaining about the lack of women who show up at such things. I haven’t seen it since.
Hal, you don’t do Civil War re-enactments, do you? Because I’d kind of like my sheep back.
Bakersfield Where the men are men, and the sheep have their own rape crisis hot line. Diosa is it true that in Bakersfield the girls can’t get a date unless they own a wool sweater?
And since no one else has mentioned it:
Do you know why Scotsmen wear kilts?
Sheep can hear zippers.