Bambino de Problemo

[Rambling Rose]

When I said kiss my ass or fuck off, I only meant it in the nicest possible way.

Really.

 

[Dietrich K.]

When I said kiss my ass or fuck off, I only meant it in the nicest possible way.

So ... can I kiss your ass anyway?

I promise not to bite.

Much.

 

[Guest]

I'd like to see you do that. Literary...

 

[Rambling Rose]

Why wouldn't you bite? I'm toothsome.

 

[TWB]

To bite or not to bite.

That is not much of a question.

 

[Rambling Rose]

I'm still waiting for a bite.

 

[Guest]

I'm still waiting for a bite.

Kiss my ass and fuck off. You suck

 

[sunstruck]

I'm still waiting for a bite.

Come closer.

 

[Rambling Rose]

It's a matter of either/or...

I suck good.

 

[Guest]

tease

 

[Rambling Rose]

Come closer.

CHOMP!

 

[Nora]

Ok, but this time NO biting back!

I'm fragile and I bruise easily.

 

[Guest]

Ok, but this time NO biting back!

I'm fragile and I bruise easily.

And you're crunchy and taste good with ketchup.

 

[Carp]

Hi Nora. Can I have a bite?

 

[sunstruck]

CHOMP!

Owww!
Damn it do I look like a kid to you? lol Someone get me a muzzle!

 

[Nora]

Yes, Carp. But apparently ketchup is required. =)

I dunno how crunchy I am, storm.

 

[Ham Murabi]

I must be approaching this "kiss my ass" thing all wrong, because I'm certain it smells like someone just opened a can of tuna.

 

[Carp]

Yes, Carp. But apparently ketchup is required. =)

I dunno how crunchy I am, storm.

ketchup. That's a vegetable, right? I've always enjoyed sex with veggies...

 

[Nora]

ketchup. That's a vegetable, right? I've always enjoyed sex with veggies...

I think that only applied during the Reagan years.


Not to worry, Ham. That's just Carp you're whiffin'

 

[Carp]

I think that only applied during the Reagan years.


Not to worry, Ham. That's just Carp you're whiffin'

OK. how about a rutabaga, then. Cabbages have no place in the bedroom.

 

[Nora]

OK. how about a rutabaga, then. Cabbages have no place in the bedroom.

Rutabagas work for me!

 

[Carp]

OK. how about a rutabaga, then. Cabbages have no place in the bedroom.

Now a nice head of cabbage while outside...nah. None of the cruciferous veggies have a place in sex. That sulferous smell. It puts me right off the hunt.


just what should we do with that rutabega, Nora?

BTW, sex with a rutebega seems like its best, highest use.

 

[Nora]

I dunno, Carp. I kinda like 'em mashed with a little butter.

 

[Carp]

I dunno, Carp. I kinda like 'em mashed with a little butter.

Whatever turns your crank, Nora. Mashed, they seem like they'de be really messy. But I'll give anything a try.