Lethal Combination Posted by quo1 on August 12, 2013 Posted in: Cartoon, Humor, Musings. Tagged: adulthood, athletics, cocktails, retirement, yard games. 32 Comments AdvertisementShare this:ShareTwitterRedditPinterestFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Posts navigation ← Let Me See Your ID Look, Ma, No Hands →
Would you kindly remove your elbow from my sternum?
You’re confusing it with the game “Twister”, which should ONLY be played naked.
I never have. Truly, I have missed out.
I’m sad for you. Put naked Twister on your bucket list.
I will. What else should I do before I croak, great quo?
Weave a sweater out of caramel.
Wow, that sounds very sticky.
The fun things usually are.
Very true. You must weave me one for my birthday.
When is your birthday. I’ll need to start gathering caramel.
Of August? That’s not enough time. I’ll have to weave it out of something else that’s not so hard to get on short notice. Can I make it out of Twizzlers?
Yes, that will do. Can it be the red ones, though?
Awesome. Thank you.
is this advice based on personal experience?
The yard games as my parties can get a little saucy if I’m not monitoring them properly.
can I come to the next one? please…
You can only come if you promise to misbehave.
oh I can certainly do that 😉
Excellent. You are officially booked as the entertainment.
The entertainment? Ok what do I have to do?
I thought we already established that. Misbehave.
especially backward ones
With the right marketing, you can charge money for those.
I got my boob caught in my crutches once. Does that count?
That’s one way of distracting you from the pain in your foot.
I wouldn’t recommend it though.
I don’t see it happening with me. My boobs are little.
Teeny little crutches? o.O