Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Inert Dwarf

Up close and perfect.



Happy Groin Day from our Well Ann Dowd hero.

9 comments:

  1. First off, I wanna stick my tongue down his throat and play some serious tonsil hockey w/ him.

    Bobby, are those your keys in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? ;)

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  2. Anonymous7:58 pm

    I worship at the Shrine of the Friendly Pants Python - at least, I'd like to ;0)

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  3. Love your play on words, Val! And the caps, of course! That goes without saying. Something else that goes without saying: there is certainly NO INERT DWARF in Bobby's pants! LOL

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  4. So true, Snarkangel, so very, very true.

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  5. Anonymous1:35 am

    It took me awhile to get the "Well Ann Dowd." How slow am I?

    Anyway, love the hair! Who knew that something so simple as knees and hair could have this kind of effect? Though nothing is simple with Vincent.

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  6. Well here we go again...WOOF! Sorry Val, that's all I can think of :)

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  7. Anonymous11:04 am

    Mmm...mmm...chocolate puppy eyes,and silvercurls...rrrrrr!!!And the anaconda in his pants...he,he,he!!!

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  8. My pc wouldn't let me comment last night :-(

    Clever play on words Val,even if it did take me a while to twig...I must have been tired

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  9. HAHAHA!
    "Ann Dowd" indeed!
    Have I mentioned lately how pleased I am I finally discovered your blog?

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