My neighbor, Big Bertha, was naked gardening with her bigger sisters. The whole rest of the neighborhood stayed inside with blinds drawn. The mailman crashed into a pole, and Bertha came to help him. I think he was eaten.
ouch serious sunburn potential
My garden is current with the fashion of the day. There is no bush.
Oh, no. I shouldn’t have been baking cookies. There’s a thundering herd at my front door. It’s naked Big Bertha and her sisters, Large Marge, and Bouffant Betty. If you don’t hear from me again . . .
“There is no bush.”
That makes gardening easy. It’s easier to keep you seeds in the furrow, and easier to plant your Tulips. But not at the same time.
did a lot of pitching wood today
Is that a naked Jug ears in the middle picture? The girl on the right is kinda cute.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “To-morrow is Naked Gardening Day.”
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on Naked Gardening Day..
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought the weeds with us upon Naked Gardening Day…
lazlo, that’s pretty good
get therapy
Stay out of the Rose Bushes. You might prick your prick.
Does choppin’ weed with a spade and a hoe count?
Al, just give your hoe a weed wacker.
Now we all know why ya gotta wash the vegetables when ya get home!
I stopped halfway through mowing my yard today and peed against a tree in the middle of my yard. Does that count?
Sorry, I never use hedge trimmers or other bladed implements while nekkid.
I’ll put my tulips on your organ BFH. Get it? Tu lips two lips? Organ? Snark snark…goodnight everybody!
I think liberal larry’s back
@Jethro – yes, close enough!
Freaken Bloggers get all the hot guys dang it.
This CANNOT be real, there is no way this is real. I’m being too damn literal right now and just don’t realize, that’s all.
Thank God and all that is holy, Moochelle did not participate!
Poisoned Ivy of the bush and nuts? Oh the thought of it.
When I get home I’m going to fertilize the bush.
Plant your tulips.
I need to check the melons too.
My neighbor, Big Bertha, was naked gardening with her bigger sisters. The whole rest of the neighborhood stayed inside with blinds drawn. The mailman crashed into a pole, and Bertha came to help him. I think he was eaten.
ouch serious sunburn potential
My garden is current with the fashion of the day. There is no bush.
Oh, no. I shouldn’t have been baking cookies. There’s a thundering herd at my front door. It’s naked Big Bertha and her sisters, Large Marge, and Bouffant Betty. If you don’t hear from me again . . .
“There is no bush.”
That makes gardening easy. It’s easier to keep you seeds in the furrow, and easier to plant your Tulips. But not at the same time.
did a lot of pitching wood today
Is that a naked Jug ears in the middle picture? The girl on the right is kinda cute.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say “To-morrow is Naked Gardening Day.”
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say “These wounds I had on Naked Gardening Day..
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought the weeds with us upon Naked Gardening Day…
lazlo, that’s pretty good
get therapy
Stay out of the Rose Bushes. You might prick your prick.
Does choppin’ weed with a spade and a hoe count?
Al, just give your hoe a weed wacker.
Now we all know why ya gotta wash the vegetables when ya get home!
I stopped halfway through mowing my yard today and peed against a tree in the middle of my yard. Does that count?
Sorry, I never use hedge trimmers or other bladed implements while nekkid.
I’ll put my tulips on your organ BFH. Get it? Tu lips two lips? Organ? Snark snark…goodnight everybody!
I think liberal larry’s back
@Jethro – yes, close enough!
Freaken Bloggers get all the hot guys dang it.
This CANNOT be real, there is no way this is real. I’m being too damn literal right now and just don’t realize, that’s all.
Thank God and all that is holy, Moochelle did not participate!
Poisoned Ivy of the bush and nuts? Oh the thought of it.