A couple of silly photos from Saturday night:
Phone Sex, of course. Though given the position of the phones, I guess it's not really sex. Damn kids today. Or Clinton. Whoever. Why, back in my day, oral-genital contact counted as sex! Or it would have been close enough, give the state of things for me back then.
(Upon reflection, maybe the different, broader -- almost said "looser" -- definition of sex as compared to today's is why you didn't hear about guys teabagging each other. Yeah, yeah, I know: correlation is not causation.)In an attempt to preserve any sense of decorum (and to prevent anyone from trying to draw any type of conclusions), I'm going to refrain from saying whose phones these are.
I'm actually kind of scared of what kind of search traffic this entry is going to pull in, considering there are already bound to be a number of really disappointed folks who've hit my blog after searching on "man ass", "gender reassignment" and other terms which have only a passing resemblance to what they must be seeking. Though I finally figured out that folks searching on "be dumb" are actually looking for be-dumb.com, which is just another "funny" social video aggregator blog.
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4 comments:
Yeah, get a few shots into those loose phones, then look out! -- Joe
That is awesome. I think I'm getting turned on.
Oh great. Now I'm getting turned on. -- Joe
So how many people went to your page looking for the "love"?
Too funny.
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