Clark, slow down! I don’t want to spend the holidays dead!
Shouldn’t this be:
Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?
He’s cute, ain’t he? Only problem is, he’s got a little bit of Mississippi leg hound in him. If the mood catches him right, he’ll grab your leg, and just go to town.
I’m glad I’m not the only one who heard the OP quote that way.
Burn some dust here. Eat my rubber.
They had to replace my metal plate with a plastic one. Every time Catherine would rev up the microwave, I’d piss my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour.
Squirrel!
You deserve a home like this at Christmas.
I had a lot of help from Jack Daniels.
“That there is an RV! Don’t go getting used to it cause were taking it with us when we leave here next month.”
“Right now he’s the pixie dust spreader on the tilt a whirl. Next year he hopes to be guessing peoples weight or barking for the yak lady. You ever seen her Clark? Got these big horns coming outta her head. Ugly as sin. But a sweet gal. And a hell of a cook.”
Oh, I was just smelling - smiling. I was just blouse - browsing. I, uh, heh heh. Well, I guess it just wouldn’t… Oh hee hee, it wouldn’t be the Christmas shopping season if the stores were any less hooter than they - HOTTER than they are. Whew. It is warm in here, isn’t it?
Well, 'tis the season to be merry.
Oh, that’s my name!
No shit?
Thanks Chefguy, great thread!
The little lights… they aren’t twinkling.
I know, Art. Thanks for noticing.
You couldn’t hear a dump truck driving through a nitroglycerin plant.
You taught me everything I know about exterior illumination, Dad.
Uh, Eddie? What’s wrong with the dog?
Oh, he’s just yakin’ on a bone.
He got it up.
Save the neck for me, Clark.