Why aint we talking Sandwich?
I heard that other blog was going to be talking sandwiches this week and it got my taste buds a jumping. When I'm thinking tasty treat I just think of a big hulk of Dunne sanwiched between these two fine slices. I know what you guys are thinking, (Hey Bill can any guy be that lucky) but I will never tell. MMMMMMMMMMMM LYNN TASTY

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With women like this you can understand why I am gay. I like the double chin on Lynne. She looks like my dear friend Emperor Nero after a bacchanalian feast in Rome
I am a bit offended that I wasn't invited. I am slim, flexible, and my partner has some neat toys he obtained at his part time job at Cinema Art. We could have a grand time. I can make some costumes for all of us to wear while we cavort around town. I wish Bill would put some frosting on my Kopcake. Tasty.
Hey, whyo, you leava thata beauty queena alone. Shesa smart-a cookie. Lynn do a gooda joba being the leader. Shesa smarty pantsa like-a the Dunne-a. Lynn isa soooo smarta she gonna be a big-a time-a Democrap. Shesa soooo pretty to. She reminda me of-a my goat back ina Napoli. She like'sa the Muffa too I bet, just like-a the Hillary Bitcha. I hope-a she becomes the Democrapa leader all-a by-a her selfa some-a day.
Me takin a lickin to lynn girl. Shesa remindin me of the Kinks song, Lola.
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