Tea Time
Will and I had our dear friends; Julie and Zoran as house guests from Friday afternoon until 6 a.m. yesterday morning. They were supposed to leave Monday for San Diego in order to catch their flight out, but due to the whole state being on fire, there was no way that they could do that. So, they were luckily able to re-arrange their departure out of Los Angeles.
We had an incredible weekend (even though we were inhaling smoke, dust and ash for most of it) that I'll have to fill you in on, but until then, I'll just tell you that the main topic of conversation for the duration of the weekend was "Tea-bagging".

I think that Julie was thoroughly impressed with learning something as sophisticated as the "Art of Tea-bagging". And I think that it really goes without saying that we were happy to oblige in such intellectually stimulating conversation.
Monday night was our farewell dinner. And after much wine, followed by beer, I found myself about a half-mile from Oprah's crib standing out on Coast Village Road in Montecito in a display for passing traffic with my sweater pulled up to my boobies, rubbing my bare stomach, which was pushed out as far as it would be pushed, full to the brim with tortilla chips, guacamole, mild, medium AND hot salsa, chicken enchiladas, rice, black beans, homemade bread pudding, chocolate, homemade rice pudding, chocolate and Cappuccino ice cream...and more chocolate...and more beer.
Yeah...it was reaalllyy attractive.
Although, the people driving by didn't seem to think so, in spite of our laughter. When we saw their disgusted faces peering out from their gleaming luxury cars as I was rubbing my belly, it just increased our maniacal cackling.
I have a distinct feeling that I looked less like this;

And more like this;

Pretty, huh?
Well...I thought so.
However...I think I know someone preettierr...

This contribution of "Kevin, I Saw This and Thought of YOU!!" Installment #3 comes to us from Jodi in Zanesville, Ohio. Thanks, Jodi! I'm so turned on right now by that big hunk o'manz in that photo I can't stand it. Speaking of "Tea-bagging", where can I get some of HIM???






15 Comments:
Awesome.
Still thinking good thoughts for everyone in your neck of the woods, even the teabag guy.
Hey, I know that dude. It's Earl Grey.
Wheeeee. Fun times.
(My word verification was "wipermth". The wrestler in the top photo probably wiped his mouth!)
I snorted. Out loud. With MY NOSE.
LMFAO! I learned a new word today! hehehehehehehe And since you *know* I had to click on that link, I learned the many variations of it, too! My favorite was "covert teabagging." Gawd, I have tears streaming down my face I'm laughing so hard!
what gets vomit out of keyboards?
I would have honked!
Hey, glad I could provide you with such a stunning vision... please try to control your lust. *TEE HEE HEE!* *MWAH!* XOXO
I can't believe I actually clicked on the link to "the art of tea-bagging", you evil genius you.
Heh, urban dictionary said, "Scrotum". ::snort::
I wonder what he has in the yellow bag?
I can't get past thinking about how bad that wrestler's sweaty balls must smell.
Lord rue the day that I asked husband to shave his nuts. He's been trying to brew some Lipton ever since.
Ah Kev, I imagined you look like the hot buff guy too. Are you saying you don't??
uh muh guh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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