Saturday, March 21, 2015

Evening Wear ~OR~ Rule 5 Woodsterman Style


 There was a blonde, a redhead, and a brunette. They 
were all trapped on an island and the nearest shore was 
50 miles away. The redhead swam trying to make it to 
the other shore she swam 15 miles, drowned, and died. 
The brunette swam 24 miles, drowned, and died. The 
blonde swam 25 miles, got tired, and swam back.




Other Evening Loving Rule 5 ers:
 
Average Bubba     

8 comments:

Sandee said...

Bless her heart. She had to turn around you know. Bwahahahahahahaha.

Oh and to look like this again. I so remember.

Have a fabulous day Odie. ☺

trailbee said...

You've got to love us. :)
Freddie and Vickie are the reasons we all go so crazy trying to lose weight, but still eat what we want. Good Lord, what I would give to look like that just once more. On second thought, could you just remove my wrinkles? I'll take care of the rest.

Proof said...

The blonde had practice. She was a "streetwalker" in Venice.

edutcher said...

As my old Irish mother always said, God loves fools and children.

I guess blondes are doubly protected.

PS Don't tell you-know-who I said that.

Woodsterman (Odie) said...

Sandee, yup poor thing ... I remember when I was young and could chase these beauties.

Woodsterman (Odie) said...

Trailbee, I'd be a billionaire if I could.

Woodsterman (Odie) said...

Proof, damn you're quick.

Woodsterman (Odie) said...

Edutcher, your secret is safe with me. I'm not hear to have readers injured.