My very first boss.
Honest to god.
And you wonder why Prudence makes so many poop jokes...
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Ladies And Gentlemen...
Posted by EGE at 12:05 PM
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It's not about the house.
My very first boss.
Honest to god.
And you wonder why Prudence makes so many poop jokes...
Posted by EGE at 12:05 PM
Labels: Dirty Jobs, me
Life in a falling-down bungalow told with
wit and high humor
7 comments:
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...
Nah, he's not a perv. I was 14 years old, and I never saw so much as his McCracken.
Nice!!!!!
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!
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.
Well he was a bit of a tippler way back then! Glad you never saw the McKracken!
You're right GH. Much different time back then.
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