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Friday, October 17, 2008

Pile drived? drove? driven?

Either way, it happened to me last night. Hulk Hogan would be proud.

Sorry; it's Friday and that's all I've got. Enjoy the weekend!


Kate said...

Where do you go that you get to do things like this?

Dingo said...

Is this in the Kama Sutra? If not, it should be.

saratogajean said...

kate - It's a hookah bar called "The Juggling Gypsy" that is a couple of blocks from my house. It's not my favorite place, but it's dog friendly and they have fire dancing, so I go sometimes.

dingo - Man, between this and almost showing the BF's weenie, this blog is getting racier and racier!

LBluca77 said...

HAHA That looks so much fun.

Arjewtino said...

"Give me your lunch money, kid!"

stoogepie said...

I'm sure there is more. You're holding out on us.

Dolce said...

Your thought bubbles are hilarious!

The Writer said...

It is Friday, isn't it...? Where were your "mean" dogs during all of this?

Happy wandering!

The Writer...and her dog, Bear

Dr Zibbs said...

Very nice technique

saratogajean said...

lbluca 77 - It was fun, until I realized I had given all the bar patrons an eye full of my crack.

arjewtino - It was more like "Come here, I wanna try something..."

stoogepie - If there's more, I've blocked it out.

dolce - Funny, but true. I like those pants.

the writer - The dogs stayed at home this night, which is a good thing because they wouldn't have allowed someone else to hog all the attention. Ernie would have been jumping all around, "pick me up! pick me up!"

dr zibbs - Thanks; I try.

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