Using the magic of my feminity, I'll shut you up.

I swear to God if you don't pick up the pace I'll dig my spur in your ass again!

Now that I have you carrying me financially, I want you to carry me physically as well.... FOREVER! MUAHAHAHAHAHA

TMOTS

Marx, Chevalier & TMOTS are spot on!. (I was thinking along the same lines but couldn't find the wit.) They have 'the eye' that all our brothers should learn to see with.

Some say it's an owl-eye full of wisdom. To me it looks like an eagle-eye, soaring high and ever-watchful (scroll up to the logo to make your choice). I did wonder what an owl/eagle is doing in a nicely tiled bathroom???- but it still got my vote.



(This is really not off-thread): A close American friend of mine has a pretty local girl that he dearly loves. However, he's old enough to be skeptical so he used to introduce her to other ex-pats as "my future ex-wife". When some idiot told her what that meant it took him several weeks to explain the difference between east and west and pour oil on troubled waters.
The girl still can't believe her luck and follows him around 24/7 in case he might find a BBD (a bigger-better-deal)... just reverse the western understanding of gender relationships and all will become clear).
He now refers to her as 'my 90lb tumour'. Sooner or later, that will hit the skids too.

In the old days (just two or three generations ago), conservative Brits used to refer to their responsibility for the development of the colonies as "The White Man's Burden". Seems that the 'White Man' has a new burden.

Soooo... I ask the local ladies what they make of this picture. To a woman they answer, "She's very loving". Playing Devil's advocate, I say, " Surely she just wants to possess him and use him?"
They agree but add, "If she (the woman) didn't do those things the man would think that his woman didn't really need him and he would look for another" (implied - she's a failure because her gestures were 'empty').

I understand that this thread is for jokes and light-hearted banter and I'm spoiling the party. But the the pic that Robert cleverly posted could be interpreted in a million ways. I'll leave it to Marx to decide where my rambling belongs - he's good at that.

Having firmly glued her ear to the back of his head and muzzled him and finally placed her right hand over his pectorials - she her desire met:
He was silent, had no option but to listen (if only with his left ear) and would beg mercy at the twist of his nipple... Yes, she was one happy bunny.