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Pause Ponder and Pillow Talk


So, this was our pic this week. I'm not sure why but I don't think our male friend there is getting any, anytime soon.

We had some interesting interpretations of what was going on here. Such as:



If you think we are having sex after you called me fat you are seriously mistaken.
Barb



It's not common, it doesn't happen to every guy, and it is a big deal.



Oh noooo. You did NOT just say zombies aren't real.



But our winner this week came up with a real tour de farts, erm, I mean force...



After that thunderous fart, Quirk wanted a high five or she would fan the covers!
Poor Mr. Quirk looks so distraught.

Way to go Skeeter. You may have some 'splainin' to do to Quirks but you be hangin' with dufus this week.

Congratulations, my friend. I know a local Mexican restaurant that's got a special on chili and refried beans this weekend. We could get together for a meal and a good chat. You know, like, we could clear the air as it were.

Comments

Cheryl said…
Congrats Skeeter! My personal favorite was Shawn's. All were spot on.
meleahrebeccah said…
Ahahahhahahaah! Nice one Skeeter!
skeeter said…
Lol, sorry Quirk's, seeing your comments every week, it just looks like it would fit.

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