ccowden

The video on the dash usually works better than a breathalyzer anyway.

You seriously don't get it??? I mean really. Guys are always visually stimulated. That is why we are always staring at your boobs or ass. That is why guys like girlie magazines, posters, music videos, workout shows..... As a rule, guys are more into watching porn, going to stripclubs, etc. If you walk down the street, almost every guy will turn his head to take a look. Tell me you understand why a guy would like visual stimulation.

Ya know, the fact that I use my left, that has come in handy more than once.

It all depends on my mood! Well you are lucky to be good at both!

So you like to FAST dance rather than waltz?

I kinda enjoy that part though.

I just made tickle the tater up, but I kinda like it!

Doesn't matter. Just about finishing the job.

Tickle the tater Tug the tube Walk the dog Catch the butterfly Spank the monkey for goodness sake!

Looks like I have a good start on things then!

...you dance solo at the party? I am not talking about just waltzing, cuz I am sure most can use either. I am talking about going for the big finish. Ya know, to get the job done. Myself, I am definitely a lefty. Which is weird, cuz I am right handed.

Mice, I can live with if I have to. Cats... no way! What would I use to bait a cat trap?

Holy crap, this is too much work! I think maybe i will just let them store the dogfood in the drawer.

Nope, no poison for sure. There is just nothing better than the good ol', spring loaded, break their little necks trap.

I'd rather have the mice!

They are like little Al Queda operatives!

Not exactly sure where they are getting in. And no, I don't have a cat. And the dalmatian could care less.

We noticed that we had a mouse getting into one of our kitchen drawers and storing dog food that he was stealing from the bag in the basement. So I went out and got a mouse trap and put cheese on it. From past experience, I knew a mouse could get cheese off a trap without springing it, so I really jammed it on there. The next morning I look and the cheese is gone without the trap being sprung. Ok, plan B. Peanut butter. I smear peanut butter all over the top of the trigger and reset the trap the next night. Come morning, I check the trap to find the mouse has somehow licked ALL of the peanut butter from the trigger WITHOUT springing the trap! That little bastard! So the next night I smear the peanut butter on the top of the trigger as well as underneath, figuring the mouse would have to really work at getting that. I open the drawer in the morning and BINGO, one dead mouse! Just as a precaution, I get another trap out and set it in the same manner just to make sure there isn't more than one mouse. I check in the morning....... Another dead mouse! To make an already long story short, I have now caught 5 mice in 5 straight nights! I mean seriously, how many can there be?! Tonight will be the 6th trap in as many nights. Anyone care to bet if I get another one? Any clues how many one could expect to catch before it is all said and done? I personally would have figured on one maybe two more, but this is ridiculous! So, are there any mice experts out there who might know how many little brown mice might keep coming into the same drawer for peanut butter? Will they just keep coming? If they are smart enough to figure out where that peanut butter is inside my house, inside a drawer, in the kitchen cupboards, then you would think they would be smart enough to notice that Henry, Bob, Frank, Charlie and now Betsy, have not returned.

Nope, not bad at all! In fact, I got so distracted that I went to the wrong slot entirely!

That's cuz we were confused where to go. I was supposed to have only two girls to dock between, then when I got there I see THREE.

I remember Travis nodding at me and we both swung under. Next thing I see is 5 people straight above me! The whole thing went from horizontal to vertical in about one second!

Yes, I have to admit, your sit was VERY nice!

Ok, I will make it official.... I promise to make it up to you!

I seriously thought you could fly on your belly! But then when you said, "So, to dive down, all I do is this?" and you put our arms behind you, I knew we were in trouble!

I would rather take full responsibility and have you like me.