| Pirate Bill |
12-06-2007 09:39 AM |
Quote:
Originally Posted by Not Afraid
(Post 177376)
Bill catches on quickly!
(Psst, learn the words ham, taco, boobies, sphincter, bacon, package and use them frequently. You probably already know the word "pancake".)
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I was enjoying a really lake breakfast one cold and dreary afternoon - a delicious stack of buttermilk pancakes with a side of bacon - when the doorbell rang. I dragged my body away from the table and tightened the belt on my robe as I made my way to the door to shoe away whatever unwelcome visitor was out there. As I peered through the windows to catch sight of the intruder my sphincter nearly gave out. "UPS," I whispered exitedly. "It's here."
"I have a package for you," spoke the woman in brown. Instinctively my eyes took a glance at her boobies. I smiled and nodded approvingly at both her words and the vision before me. But there were other things on my mind at the moment that I was more interested in. Could this finally be it? Is my Honey Baked Ham finally here, at my door, in the arms of a beauty? I accepted the package and gingerly shut the door. There was no way I could wait to open it in the kitchen. I had to do it right then and there. Gracefully I placed the box on the floor, drew my leatherman from the robe pocket, and scored the tape. "If only I could savor this moment," I thought as I rushed to open it.
Wait, what's this? The Taco of the Month Club? What the...? |
