Surprise, Honey! Look At What I Can Do!
Oohhh... It's MUSIC that makes you lose control...
I couldn't breathe the first thirty times I saw this. She's so excited to surprise him. Then the way he looks at the empty box on the sofa with apprehension like, "Uh-oh. Now, what..."
And once she kicked off her shoes, I knew it was all downhill from there.
I can identify with this poor thing.
Friday night, the last words Will said to me before he rolled over and went to sleep were, "Your name is not "Carlisle". I don't want to see your "kitty", because you don't have one, you're a boy. Now, Good Night."
SEE? Just throw me down the basement stairs AND PISS ON MY HEAD, WHY DON'T YOU!! So much for role-playing...
Me and that poor thing pole dancing, well... we're like sisters-in-arms, we are.
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Labels: Comedy, Comments Better Left In The Bedroom, Pole Dancing, Poles Better Left In The Box, Sequined Tops, Smashed Coffee Tables
Stumble It!
posted by Kevin Charnas | 6:40 AM
4 Comments:
And THIS is the reason I don't pole dance.
Are you putting up a pole at your place? (no, no, not one of those, one of these) (is that line straight enough for you?)
Mamma - me too. ME TOO. I would SO HURT MYSELF. And innocent pedestrians too. I'm not always the most graceful one in the bunch.
Joe - OH BEHAVE!!! WOOF, WOOF, meow... how 'bout both?
Well, that woman has it all over me with the pole dancing! I don't think that I would even be THAT good.
And...does this mean that you can't call Will "Boo Boo Kitty Carlisle" anymore?
(If that is the case then you can call me BBKC...I think that's the sweetest term of endearment ever!)
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