This gets a little carnel here, so stop reading now if you are easily offended. I came across this fine figure of a woman and we spent some "quality" time together. There, I've said it. Although she already had some suitors, a herd of silly bears, she needed a real man made of wood. When we rubbed up against each other, things got a little hot, if you know what I mean.
I see Dorothy the Butt Sniffer there in the background. A nice fella took this picture for me.
I see Dorothy the Butt Sniffer there in the background. A nice fella took this picture for me.
As a matter of fact, most of the chainsaw folks I met were real friendly, like this guy. He sports some serious chest muscle things there and big lumps on his legs. Good hair and jaw structure too. I wasn't too sure about what I might be getting into with this dude, so I beat feet outta there.
Later, around dusk on one lonely country road, I exited the road quickly and hid behind a pole. Good thing I'm a skinny little guy. This was one dude I wanted to avoid at all costs.
Dorothy has learned how to take pictures with my cell phone. She is a fearless little doggie.
