IF HE HAD BEEN CARRYING DEODORANT, HE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN IN REAL TROUBLE
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"I have monkeys in my pants."
first to say, what a great pickup line!
Posted by: crossgirl | September 26, 2006 at 02:29 PM
...and I need to dance.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | September 26, 2006 at 02:29 PM
I don't know HOW many times I'VE tried that line...it's never worked for me yet!
Posted by: russell | September 26, 2006 at 02:29 PM
>lights up a smoke<
Posted by: russell | September 26, 2006 at 02:30 PM
And "rescued" from his underwear would be right term.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | September 26, 2006 at 02:31 PM
YAY CH!
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | September 26, 2006 at 02:31 PM
WOOO HOOO CH!! YAY!!
*touch my monkey*
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 02:33 PM
".....and, no, I'm NOT happy to see you."
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 26, 2006 at 02:34 PM
geeky guy: "We did a case a number of years ago in which animals were affected with Exotic Newcastle disease — and that can wipe out an entire industry."
hot girl: "get lost freak."
geeky guy: "wait! what i meant to say is i have monkeys in my pants!"
Posted by: packsaddle | September 26, 2006 at 02:34 PM
If they were in his back pockets they would have been cheeky monkeys.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | September 26, 2006 at 02:38 PM
Spank it!
Posted by: estrogen centrale | September 26, 2006 at 02:38 PM
russell, you've just been telling the wrong chics.
Posted by: crossgirl | September 26, 2006 at 02:38 PM
Men smuggled monkeys in pants
Well, yeah. Who wants to smuggle nekkid monkeys.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 26, 2006 at 02:39 PM
Bird of Paradise? I think he means the flower, but if not, I think that is a way better pick up line that a monkey in your pants!
Posted by: Blondentropy | September 26, 2006 at 02:40 PM
Wait. I just remembered the song about the bird of paradise. Something about flying up your nose. On second thought, I'll take the monkey.
Posted by: Blondentropy | September 26, 2006 at 02:42 PM
I had a tiger in my tank once. Is that wrong?
Posted by: Lairbo | September 26, 2006 at 02:45 PM
Hello all - back from the road trip down around Grand Canyon, Bryce, etc - gorgeous!! But I missed you all. I came back with no cheeky monkeys though.
Posted by: Gypsysoul66 | September 26, 2006 at 02:51 PM
Big deal. If I had a nickel for every time someone has walked up to me and said "I have monkeys in my pants"...., well, let's just say I'd be blogging and a fancier keyboard.
Posted by: casey | September 26, 2006 at 02:52 PM
Hi Gypsy-Welcome back!
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | September 26, 2006 at 02:53 PM
He flew from Thailand to LA with monkeys in his pants?? Geez, my "boys" get all bunched up flying from NY to Chicago. (C'mon, guys, admit it. You know what I'm talking about).
Posted by: Layzeeboy | September 26, 2006 at 02:53 PM
of course, i prefer my dates to have money in their pants.
Posted by: crossgirl | September 26, 2006 at 02:54 PM
"my pants contain an endangered species"
"i'm surprised it's not extinct"
Posted by: insomniac | September 26, 2006 at 02:56 PM
a would be smuggler of sorts
tried to bring in some imports
when the peacock it flew
he thought it best to
admit "I've a shrimp in my shorts"
Posted by: mudstuffin | September 26, 2006 at 02:57 PM
Thanks Lisa. Am glad to see the world didn't too serious while I was away :-)
Posted by: Gypsysoul66 | September 26, 2006 at 03:00 PM
Welcome back Gypsy!!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 03:00 PM
The birds died? This guy should have had some tutoring from Craig Ferguson's magician "...with a guuse in his pahnts!"
Posted by: WriterDude | September 26, 2006 at 03:01 PM
Was the monkey's name Bubbles?
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | September 26, 2006 at 03:01 PM
I bet the snakeheads were only "pants-smuggled" once.
Posted by: baligurl | September 26, 2006 at 03:02 PM
The birds died? This guy should have had some tutoring from Craig Ferguson's magician "...with a guuse in his pahnts!"
Posted by: WriterDude | September 26, 2006 at 03:02 PM
slow loris pygmy monkeys WBAGNFARB
Posted by: | September 26, 2006 at 03:03 PM
*hiccup*
Sowwy. And welcome back, Gypsysoul66
Posted by: WriterDude | September 26, 2006 at 03:03 PM
ridley couldn't even manage toothpaste!
Posted by: judi | September 26, 2006 at 03:04 PM
so do I.....rrrrrrr....
Posted by: Chaz | September 26, 2006 at 03:04 PM
Gypsy, you were in my neck of the woods and didn't come to visit? I'm a bit north of Bryce, but not that far
Posted by: Sarah J | September 26, 2006 at 03:05 PM
you got a monkey in your pants, or you just happy to see me???
Posted by: queensbee | September 26, 2006 at 03:06 PM
Hola Siouxie and WD. Wow Sarah, I had no idea or I would've stopped for coffee....or an adult beverage. Beautiful scenary down in your part of the world, but I did miss my trees and mountains.
Posted by: Gypsysoul66 | September 26, 2006 at 03:09 PM
Woo-Hoooo!!!!
I finally get a cite... and it's for wriggling pants. Go figure.
"Is that a monkey in your pants, or do you have an unbelievable degree of muscular control OMIGODRUNFORYOURLIVES!!!!"
Posted by: Clean Hands | September 26, 2006 at 03:11 PM
judi, now they can even carry on their favorite drinks as long as it's limited to 3oz and inside a little baggie...
beer in a bag??? hmmmm new marketing strategy
CH!! We need to BRAINSTORM!!
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 03:11 PM
make it like a blood pack....you know...insulated
Posted by: Chaz | September 26, 2006 at 03:12 PM
*winks @ my fella millionaire-to-be*
THIS is what I call brainstorming... :-)~
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 03:13 PM
Maybe too late, Siouxie. A guy I know holds a patent on a packaging process that puts 1.5 oz. of liquor in a plastic pouch. They're called "Pocket Shots" and if he gets his backing, you'll be seeing them in your local liquor store before long.
Y'all have fun and play nice, and I'll see you tonight after The Airport Job.
Posted by: WriterDude | September 26, 2006 at 03:16 PM
Uh.... dehydrated beer?
Posted by: Clean Hands | September 26, 2006 at 03:16 PM
Now that's light beer.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 26, 2006 at 03:19 PM
As a "typical" Utah resident, I don't drink adult beverages (although I am legal now!) or coffee, and I am a few hours north, but you still would have passed me on I-15.
And wasn't there a story a while back about a "fishy smell" that led customs officials to finding exotic fish in bags attached to a belt under a woman's dress? Maybe the two should get together, after prison and all that; they have plenty in common.
Posted by: Sarah J | September 26, 2006 at 03:22 PM
oh well...there goes my GET RICH QUICK scheme...
maybe if we patent the little mini coolers???
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 03:28 PM
"I have monkeys in my pants"
I hate when that happens.
Posted by: Val | September 26, 2006 at 03:29 PM
What's really trouble is when the monkeys set up a game of pocket pool.
"Rack 'em and crack 'em, boys!"
Posted by: Clean Hands | September 26, 2006 at 03:40 PM
Chalk for your cue, CH?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | September 26, 2006 at 03:49 PM
Here's a picture of the little tyke after he was removed from the pants. Poor little guy, I hope he feels better.
Posted by: leemedia | September 26, 2006 at 04:09 PM
Er, no thanks, Meanie.
Posted by: Clean Hands | September 26, 2006 at 04:29 PM
Siouxie, let's get the concession for quart size zip-loc baggies at MIA!!!
Posted by: estrogen centrale | September 26, 2006 at 04:46 PM
"ridley couldn't even manage toothpaste!"
lol, judi
Posted by: Stevie W | September 26, 2006 at 04:56 PM
I usually keep macaque in ma pants.
That is all.
Posted by: Stevie W | September 26, 2006 at 04:57 PM
sw,
Hm-m-m, macaws have oversized beaks - true? however, they also have irritating voices...
Posted by: estrogen centrale | September 26, 2006 at 05:02 PM
ec,
Macaque, not macaw.
Craw, not craw.
Posted by: Stevie W | September 26, 2006 at 05:03 PM
Pants Monkeys WBAGNFARB
Posted by: OkieDokie | September 26, 2006 at 05:23 PM
Friend of my sister-in-law's carried a small tape measure in her purse. When hit with a pick-up line, she would pull it out and say "Show me." Usually was the end of that. Err...
Posted by: Misty | September 26, 2006 at 05:24 PM
ES - I think you've got a good idea there...we'll the the MIA distributors of "Booze-in-a-BAG"
stevie, lol on yacaque in yer pants!!
Posted by: Siouxie | September 26, 2006 at 06:59 PM
These scum don't need a 4-year investigation then 20 pretend years in prison; they need to be introduced to Skink [Hiassen fans?]. Shine the Shower Cap signal!
Posted by: CJrun | September 26, 2006 at 07:27 PM
Most of the guys I know never smuggled anything bigger than crabs.
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | September 26, 2006 at 07:28 PM
i've met a few fella's with shrimp in their pants.
Posted by: crossgirl | September 26, 2006 at 08:27 PM