So...she's wearing only a bustier. She brings you a carnation. She pins it to your lapel, from behind. She climbs into your lap, and all you can think about is your pipe? There is a time to smoke your pipe, sir, and a time to put it down. And when an attractive, bustier-clad young lady climbs into your lap, it is time to stop thinking about your pipe and focus your attention on the matter at hand.
Besides, it's only Sir Walter Raleigh. It's not like it's good tobacco or anything.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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