This is an easy little game to kill some time.
I start with a question and you must answer with a question. As easy as that.
I'll start: Did you cheat in school?
Did you know that is an old Fleetwood Mac song from way back, when they were an all male blues band?
Back when Fleetwood Mac were exceptional...
Wow! How come I didn't know that?
Was your head stuck in a bucket at the time.... like when bobbing for apples, or were you surfing waves instead of the net, and too far from a radio?
Or is that period of your life just a haze cos it was sooooo long ago?
I never knew they were an all male band before Stevie Nicks joined them.
Think maybe I should let go of the apple and come up for air?
Sure you wanna come up for... er, a lump of air, what with all the pollutants around lately?
Oh, and did you know that some cannibals play another version... "Bob for the Shrunken Head"?
I was bobbing for apples once.... came up with a nice pair instead.
Trouble was, the bikini string somehow caught in my teeth.
And in whose big ole tub were you bobbin' in...hmmmmm?
Must've been Polly Darton's, right?
Or was it Leather Hockmear's?
Nah, just some unknown starlet who wanted to get into horror movies
.... and to her horror, would you believe, her bikini top came flying off when I snapped back trying to dislodge it from my teeth?
Did the recoil hurt?
A little bit... and would you believe it, the rebound on her end gave her a black eye?
They don't make over-the-shoulder boulder holders like they used to...huh?
Nah, but then they don't make boobies like they used to, either.
I mean, what d'yer think to more silicon walking around in womens chests than there is in a [silicon] chip factory?
For mine it's a ....
Damn shame really. I mean...who wants to taste chemicals when all you want is milk?
Yeah, and don't silicon puppies half remind you of the boobies on those old Greek/Roman statues, too hard and lifeless?
Not to mention abnormally round and dontcha know you can see sometimes where they made the incision? Eeewwww! Yuck!
Probably wouldn't want to get smacked by one either.
I remember seeing a woman boasting about her boob job on one of those talk-back shows, and how she thought she looked great.
I thought: "Yeah, while your blouse is buttoned up to your neck, but get nekkid and we're talking a whole different enchilada.
When I think silicon implants, I think football bladders and pigskin... hardly the stuff to get a man excited.
Then there was this article, it was some time ago so I don't remember from where or who wrote but anyway, A woman goes for a breast enhancement and she gets what she wants except that when she gets home to admire her new ones she makes a startling discovery. They were perfect when she left the hospital but not when she viewed them in the mirror. One of them had leaked and the end result was a flabby hunk of skin flapping in the wind so to speak. Needless to say she sued the doctor for......misimplantation. Lol
Yeah, which is why, as a breast lover from way back, I do not like Deceptive D-Cups; mimicking mammaries; plastic puppies;
Did you hear the one about a new fangled way to get enhanced boobs on the cheap?
It involves a pre-installed adapter under each one (preferably by a licensed quack) and a bicycle pump with a caution sign that reads: Do not pump more than three times and in small print...unless you want to and don't mind inflation. Yeah I know...pretty lame.
So, while dating, would that mean you would have a couple of Good Years?
and what does the Michelin man use his pump for?
Would that also include side orders of Armor-All for the 'side' walls?
That Michelin man, What a wanker. And was his name Robbie the Rubber Man?
The one that always bounces back for more?
He'll need to dress for winter soon, won't he? Einstein wore the same thing all the time. Saved time and energy he was quoted to say.
Ah, but did Einstein change his underwear, and how often?
When he yelled EUREEKA! After discovering that he soiled them when E=MC2 actually worked and dontcha know his colleagues renamed his next exclamation? From the speed of s**t to the speed of light.
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