Sven always empties his stomach contents before his weigh in, but forgot there was no where to go at the arena for that purpose...

Hahahaha!
 

07! "Get Smart" I never even thought of that! Hahahah! You peeps are crazy! :1rotfl:

I ain't gellin’! Not Like Magellan! But maybe like a felon.
 

Or, now where did I hide those steroids?


Or, I love the smell of dirty feet in the morning.

ewwwwwwwwwwwww!
 

Hey you peeps are slowing down! Get busy! :a20:

OK, here's a cutie...
 

IwillnotwriteitIwillnotwriteitIwillnotwriteit
 

Geez! About those two dogs....

I just logged back on for a few minutes and then that picture came up. My first thought was absolutely raunchy. Way too raunchy. Not like that absolutely hilarious one the other night from MMC24 for the one with the old guy with the cat on his head. Now that one was just a little risqué. I had to show that one to Mr. Boomer. We were both rolling on the floor.

I cannot stay up all night debating with myself the difference in risqué and raunchy for me. I just know mine is not risqué. And I will not type anymore tonight.

Boomer

Huh????
 

Boomer, why is this raunchy? It's just one dog sitting on another dog? Are you serious??? :shrug: I've had two dogs and sometimes when they're tired they just plop on one another. Oh well.

Duh!
 

Oh Boom, sorry I reread it and you meant your thought was raunchy, not the picture! :o I couldn't figure that out! :laugh:

Hey Marge, pull my finger...I dare ya....pull my finger!

These two dogs have watched...
 

...Mickey Rourke's The Wrestler way too many times. Next thing they will be trying to hump strippers.

Or, I am not letting you up until you promise to annoy our masters to take us to Doggie Doo Run Run.


Or, (from the dog beneath) "This isn't the doggie position from the Kama Sutra."

Oh Chels,

Thank you for looking back. And thank you for saying so, too. You must have thought I had been kidnapped by aliens from some prissy planet.

And as I looked back on what I wrote last night, I sure see how you thought what you thought.

I was sitting here last night wrestling with the angel that is on one of my shoulders and the devil that is on the other one. I opened that picture and had my raunchy thought and laughed at my bad self and then talked myself out of posting that thought.

And this is a perfect example of why I should never type after midnight. I could not even make myself clear. But I guess it could have been worse. I could have typed my raunchy caption.

I will proofread better -- for clarity especially. Had I included just one little prepositional phrase, "My first thought for a caption was absolutely raunchy," the meaning would have been clear.

Or had I written, "The first caption that popped into my mind was absolutely raunchy."

Anyway, Chels, thanks again for doing a double take.

And this one proves beyond a reasonable doubt that I have no business typing after midnight.

Boomer

Isn't it the truth? Where can you find an English major when you need one?

Hahaha!
 

That's OK Boomer, I actually should not read after midnight or I would fill in the blanks more easily! :laugh:

Hey Mister!
 

Is this a caption Tony or are you highjacking??? :cus: Don't make me come over there and spank you! :laugh: