Seafood Buffet
Rita didn’t think much of her fiancé’s taste for dining out. Somehow muddy crayfish in a ditch didn’t equate to a seafood buffet . . .
Rita didn’t think much of her fiancé’s taste for dining out. Somehow muddy crayfish in a ditch didn’t equate to a seafood buffet . . .
When Freddy heard the tour guide refer to him as a “common grackle”, he was miffed: What if his girlfriends heard he was “common?” Time for damage control . . .
Larry (pictured) had dithered long enough; it was time to propose to his longtime girlfriend and get the job done. His brother said that his new decisiveness made him a real action figure, yet Larry somehow had never figured himself as G. I. Joe or one of the Transformers. . .
It didn’t seem to matter which shaving gel or creme he tried or which razor, Herman suffered with razor burn. He hoped his fiancee appreciated his sacrifice . . .
Giles’ pick-up line, “I like the curve of your beak,” didn’t seem to be working very well any more. His blog “Grading on a curve” wasn’t getting many hits either. Time for a new program . . .?