Flatlander, purveyor of fine covfefe: Explain the splinters to the ER staff
Bookworm: Apparently, the artist ran out of flesh tones, or this was painted before the Zombie Apocalypse got really bad.
Ryan Plut: Sigh. Women sure knew how to have fun in the old days. Sigh.
wincoach: No pillow fight tonight, how about we go outside and find a log to ride together!?
santa72404: Strap on “Ultra-Woodie” model # WO-20 in brown being tested by 2 Adult Pleasures employees in a nature setting at the CEO’s nudist retreat.
Plods with …™: It’s next to the she-shed
J Short: They pined for each other.
Another Take: I never want to see what they do with a Maypole. Well. Maybe just a peek.
stamps: Speaking of 10 foot poles…
6turtle9: A log in the bush is worth two times the glee.
Impkins: Whatever this artist was smoking, I want some!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
BE THIS GUY / *Another Take *: Be careful, you might get wood under your hood.
Honorable Mention In The Banjo Toss: “Lo-ove is a many splintered thing ,,,,,”
Papared25: Ruby enjoyed playing with the statue in the estate’s garden on the statue’s day off. But the rest of the days she came off as stiff and eerily quiet.
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gopher gofer: Miley Cyrus and a gal pal strike a blow for the free the nipple movement…
Call me Ishmael: And there in the forest murk / where the fauns and the satyrs lurk / in the rosy dawn / of an age long gone / two nymphs were learning to twerk…
gopher gofer: deep in the forest fog
atop a wet, mossy log
there’s laughter a-ripple
as miley bares her nipple
and the other gal goes whole hog
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Zykoic: That is a lot of wood. They will get off eventually.
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Charliegirl: Good Lord, that looks uncomfortable!
Call me Ishmael: Yes … what IS that garment?
Linguist: It does have a bit of the bare essentials look to it.
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cdward / Call me Ishmael: We saw. We came, they conquered.
Call me Ishmael: I remember when I was a child / how my virgin eyes were defiled / at the playground one day / when (to public dismay / a pair of young “mommies” went wild …
Call me Ishmael: Is it too late to log in?
Call me Ishmael: I wood – wooden yew?
Call me Ishmael: “Feel lucky, trunk?” (I got a million of ‘em..”)
Reader: She’s clearly unbalanced.
P51Strega: @Call me Ishmael “Now, back to bed!”
I believe that’s what those two young ladies said after several ups & downs.
Eat them up – yum!