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Dang, I hate it when that happens.
Posted by: Texgal | July 02, 2009 at 02:55 PM
I'll try.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 02, 2009 at 02:55 PM
If he had, this wouldn't have happened. ;)
Posted by: Diva | July 02, 2009 at 03:04 PM
I don't seem to have that problem.
Posted by: Siouxie | July 02, 2009 at 03:24 PM
I wonder how many women of the blog are wondering, "how can I get his phone number?"
Just kidding! (ducks machete)
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 02, 2009 at 03:27 PM
And yet that other guy who played similar screams over his stereo thought that it would chase kids away.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | July 02, 2009 at 03:42 PM
i'll have what she's having.
Posted by: queensbee | July 02, 2009 at 03:45 PM
Jeff, 25 is WAY too young. Annie told me ;-)
*grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrowl*
Posted by: Siouxie | July 02, 2009 at 03:46 PM
Get them young and train them right is what I always say Siouxie.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 02, 2009 at 03:48 PM
Loud barking is ok, tho.
Posted by: Clankazoid | July 02, 2009 at 04:03 PM
Kids just don't understand adult sex.
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | July 02, 2009 at 04:36 PM
What they didn't say was what she was screaming: "Ow,ow,ow. . . don't, not there. . . .stop it, that hurts. . . you're on my hair!"
Posted by: MartiniShark | July 02, 2009 at 04:43 PM
cindy, my sentiments exactly.
*snork* @ Sharkie
Posted by: Diva | July 02, 2009 at 04:59 PM
"I don't seem to have that problem."
I thought it was the woman who was screaming... :)
If you live in a town of 500 like I do, your neighbors know you well enough not to barge in on you and the worst thing you have to worry about is being the subject of a betting pool the next morning.
Posted by: Will | July 02, 2009 at 05:13 PM
Dang wimin.
Posted by: CJrun | July 02, 2009 at 07:50 PM
Ah, Siouxie, what if the guy is a good kisser?...
*pucker*
(take that any way you want it... *G*)
Posted by: Allen at Division | July 02, 2009 at 08:50 PM
*SNORK* at everybody. But I'll take the phone number over the leather... restraint. THAT one anyway.
Posted by: Tash | July 02, 2009 at 08:59 PM
I got some advice about using a feather boa and a chandelier once. It didn't work, though. Now the chickens is all skeered and we dang near broke that ceiling fan.
Posted by: Steve | July 03, 2009 at 06:35 PM
"I got some advice about using a feather boa and a chandelier once. It didn't work, though. Now the chickens is all skeered and we dang near broke that ceiling fan."
That's the problem... you used chickens.
Posted by: Will | July 03, 2009 at 10:05 PM