Women with skinny hips. I find them neither funny nor fair. From behind, it may look like I’m carrying small squirrels in my hip pockets, but these are genuine Texan saddlebags. If you’re from Texas, you’re authorized to carry them with you wherever you go. It’s on your birth certificate. In fact, they are de rigueur, and define my figure, which is getting bigger. Whoa, Trigger. You need to get off that horse.
All right, folks, move away from the rhyme scene, nothing to see here.
Where was I? Oh yes, I have a hard time trusting women with skinny hips. While I love all things Japanese, including the people, I still haven’t quite gotten over my resentment at all those skinny-hipped women. For them, it’s probably genetic, so it’s more forgivable, but for the rest of you, there’s no excuse. You should know better.
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what a relief … you’ll have no reason not to trust me, then (at least as far as hips go) … you DID realize we were going to come read all these posts, right? =D
Are there other reasons we wouldn’t trust someone?
Aye! Never call a man Captain who has bottle of rum in one hand and a patch over his eye as he navigates your ship to safety.
Thanks for the tip. 🙂
I’m so happy that I have earned your trust…in a big way:)
Maybe we are related. 🙂