It's not about the house.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Ladies And Gentlemen...

My very first boss.

Honest to god.

And you wonder why Prudence makes so many poop jokes...

7 comments:

Georgetown House said...

LMAO. I don't think he should be charged (unless he really was a big old perv, which is sounds like he wasn't). Good grief, folks, lighten up about the human body! I get stories (but alas, not pictures) from my friend who lives in Finland about guys just casually walking down the street on a warm day wearing sneakers and a baseball caps. And here in the good old US of A we want women to feed their babies while sitting on a toilet because *gasp* we might see the edge of a breast.

OK, enough soapboxing in someone else's blog...

EGE said...

Nah, he's not a perv. I was 14 years old, and I never saw so much as his McCracken.

iloveupstate.com said...

Nice!!!!!

LadyScot said...

My uncle did the same thing 30 years ago - at a party put on by the local pipe band (which he was a member of). Everybody thought it was a hoot - except my mother (his sister) who almost ended up under the table from embarrassment!

Georgetown House said...

Yes, but at least your uncle didn't end up in gaol.

(ok, so I've been reading a bit too much Diane Gabaldon recently...)

I never saw so much as his McCracken.
Hee. You crack me up.

MD said...

Well he was a bit of a tippler way back then! Glad you never saw the McKracken!

LadyScot said...

You're right GH. Much different time back then.