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The blue jays who used to patrol my yard would not permit this sort of licentiousness. (They'd run off stray cats, just because they could.)
But the jays moved on, and who knows what horrendous things will happen on my little quarter-acre of the city this year?
Posted by: CGHill | March 17, 2007 at 10:19 AM
Our department had a lunch the other day at a restaurant with a pond in the back. We ate outside, and as we were leaving we walk by the pond...and can't miss two ducks making little ducks. A little awkward, to say the least...
Posted by: ken | March 17, 2007 at 10:26 AM
What, they had teeny little duck molds?
Posted by: CraigC | March 17, 2007 at 10:28 AM
Awkward? Why do you say that Two Ducks Fucking?
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 10:50 AM
teeny duck molds
*GIGGLE, SNORT!*
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 11:02 AM
Am I misinterpreting or is this a threesome?
Posted by: gail | March 17, 2007 at 11:13 AM
Definitely a three-some. And that little piece of orange fruit... food fetish.
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 11:38 AM
Heh. Well, they were doing it ducky style...
Posted by: ken | March 17, 2007 at 12:13 PM
Yep, it looks like a threesome. And somebody is trying to get in the back door??? Yikes!
Posted by: Zsa Zsa | March 17, 2007 at 03:58 PM
LMAO @ Zsa Zsa. Yikes indeed. LOL!
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 04:02 PM
I'm feeling a squirrely today myself.
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 05:33 PM
ummm, that should have been "feeling a little squirrely"
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 05:48 PM
Yeah, whatever you say, PB.
LEAVE THE POOR SQUIRREL ALONE!
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 06:07 PM
There's a 'bust a nut' joke in here somewhere, but you won't catch me foraging for it.
Posted by: Mister Snitch! | March 18, 2007 at 09:10 PM
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The blue jays who used to patrol my yard would not permit this sort of licentiousness. (They'd run off stray cats, just because they could.)
But the jays moved on, and who knows what horrendous things will happen on my little quarter-acre of the city this year?
Posted by: CGHill | March 17, 2007 at 10:19 AM
Our department had a lunch the other day at a restaurant with a pond in the back. We ate outside, and as we were leaving we walk by the pond...and can't miss two ducks making little ducks. A little awkward, to say the least...
Posted by: ken | March 17, 2007 at 10:26 AM
What, they had teeny little duck molds?
Posted by: CraigC | March 17, 2007 at 10:28 AM
Awkward? Why do you say that Two Ducks Fucking?
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 10:50 AM
teeny duck molds
*GIGGLE, SNORT!*
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 11:02 AM
Am I misinterpreting or is this a threesome?
Posted by: gail | March 17, 2007 at 11:13 AM
Definitely a three-some. And that little piece of orange fruit... food fetish.
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 11:38 AM
Heh. Well, they were doing it ducky style...
Posted by: ken | March 17, 2007 at 12:13 PM
Yep, it looks like a threesome. And somebody is trying to get in the back door??? Yikes!
Posted by: Zsa Zsa | March 17, 2007 at 03:58 PM
LMAO @ Zsa Zsa. Yikes indeed. LOL!
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 04:02 PM
I'm feeling a squirrely today myself.
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 05:33 PM
ummm, that should have been "feeling a little squirrely"
Posted by: prairie biker | March 17, 2007 at 05:48 PM
Yeah, whatever you say, PB.
LEAVE THE POOR SQUIRREL ALONE!
Posted by: Pixie | March 17, 2007 at 06:07 PM
There's a 'bust a nut' joke in here somewhere, but you won't catch me foraging for it.
Posted by: Mister Snitch! | March 18, 2007 at 09:10 PM