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June 04, 2007

WHY GUYS LOVE SKIRTS

Hard to say.

(Thanks to Larry Martell)

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Someone wasn't wearing underpants *tee hee*, and I think I saw a pen!s under one of the skirts.

Guy's are most certainly easy to amuse.

Two FIRSTS!

YAY me!

Makes up for not getting my pic of Paris Hilton's mug shot posted. :)

This is why I don't wear a thong with skirts

I agree, Bethie. I only watched 1:30, but I'd bet the guys here watched every minute of it.

But I bet you'd look pretty cute if you did, Jazzzz. ;)

i waiting for a kilt to fly by...

The reason that not many guys are posting is probably because:

1) They're watching it right now... for the second time.

2) They watched it and then were escorted to HR to get their final paycheck.

3) They're waiting to watch it when they get home and they don't want to accidentally read any spoilers. (Especially that one, El!!!)

Eleanor--exactly! Me too.

Um...Dave, yeah, about the title of this thread...

No, no it's not.

There should be a cable channel that shows this stuff 24 hours a day.

After watching this video three times, I must say I am highly disappointed it is a mere five minutes long.

Someone wasn't wearing underpants *tee hee,

Posted by: Eleanor | 06:09 PM on June 4, 2007

Eleanor, after an exhaustive and time consuming frame by frame analysis, it was a very small thong...

Y'all gentlemen just crack me up.

And Jazzzz? THIS is the reason I don't wear granny panties with skirts! I'd rather embarrass myself in a thong or something other than those!

Ahem.

I beg to differ.

This isn't why men like skirts, it's why they like women and beer.

I watched the whole thing to be sure and they knew it was coming.

I especially liked the way so many of the women would stop directly over the second blower to fix their skirts.

KCSteve, I have to disagree. This is most assuredly NOT why men (well, me, anyway) like women and beer. Don't get me wrong, it's a nice aside, though.

I don't know why y'all insist on making light of this video, does no one remember their history? This is exactly how World War I started, people! Franz Ferdinand (full name Franz Ferdinand Karl Ludwig Josef von Habsburg-Lothringenand, or Frafer Kalujo von Halo, for short) and his lovely Bavarian Bombshell of a wife (oh, hell, let's call her "Eva," I'm too lazy to look it up) were attending a raucous beer hall booze-up in Sarajevo on the day he was assassinated, October 8, 1914. With the Octoberfestivities in full swing, Franz was much too drunk to notice Eva headed down the gangway towards the hysterical blast of uprushing air that would eventually change the world; Eva's ankle-length black skirts billowed up over her head, causing her to stumble blindly into the crowd of delighted onlookers, waving a 6-pound beer stein madly in front of her and shouting “Achtung, achtung!” as she struggled to regain her balance. Twelve people were wounded about the face and head by this vicious flying stein and had to be rushed to the hospital. Ferdinand, horribly embarrassed by yet another show of drunken foppery from his wife while on vacation, insisted he and Eva visit these poor people -- noses broken, some missing teeth, some suffering from acute Beer Blindness -- in the hospital. It was there that young Gavrilo Princip found his opportunity and shot them both dead, before running to hide in the Texas Schoolbook Depository.

I might not have that last part right.

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