Uh-Oh...
 

Boomer! I think Tony's calling you out... I'm hiding. :read:

If I only knew all that fun last night would lead to this...

"If you like my body, and you think I'm sexy, come on sugar let me know!"
(as sung by Rod Stewart)

Love huurts...............love huuurts.............

Really now,
Thank You Chelsea:bowdown:,
This is the best!
Even if I don't have a caption I check in every day for my daily:1rotfl:
Love seeing that some peeps still have a sense of humor.
:a040:

Great Fun!
 

Oh Whalen, you're quite welcome, but I'm having just as much fun, if not more, than you guys are. Everyone is so clever! And your disappearing tigers were a hoot! Keep it up everyone! Thanks! :laugh:

Oh, this is the biggest one I ever had. You hear that Elizabeth? I'm coming to join you honey.

plop plop, fizz fizz, oh what a relief it is!

New pic!
 

Hey there studmuffin.... we need a 4th for our bowling team. You wanna join us???

or...

Dang, this "real" bowling is a lot tougher than my Wii!!!

or....

Somebody told us we could use our Halloween pumpkins here at the Fiesta Bowl.

or...

uh oh, I don't think I can stand up straight again

Now, throw the ball...
 

...at Osama bin Laden's head and/or balls.

Or, the exercise Nazi from the Laurel Manor pool has this new one of carrying around a bowling ball for 45 minutes and lifting it 10 times a minute.

Powerless in Cincinnati
 

Yesterday morning, I left a Valentine Day caption underneath that frog, that frog who looks to me like he has "The Look of Love" in his eyes.

And then I left. And then I returned in late afternoon. And then, and then, I looked in at TOTV, only to find that, once again, Mr. Tony is besmirching English majors. And, and, and, I saw that Kathie is joining Mr. Tony's posse, and Chelsea points out Mr. Tony's misguided theories and then ducks.

So there I was. In front of my computer. Searching the recesses of my winter-weary brain. Trying to come up with a comeback. A comeback full of pith and vinegar.

And that is when the power went out. High, howling winds in Cincinnati. And it stayed out until late last night. There I was. Powerless to defend English majors. Powerless in Cincinnati.

And this morning, I got nuthin' so far for those bowling ladies. Alas.

Yesterday, I, the suspected English major, wrote a caption about eternal love. Mr. Tony, the math & science geek, wrote one about...... wellllll........ I guess it was about puke. What can I say?

Boomer