As long as he doesn't try to kiss me afterwards.
Cathy, that remark reminds of a 'true' story.
A guy had a lovely 'Old English Sheep Dog' and his friends kept telling him to enter it in a dog show. Sounds like "Mr Tanner." He eventually did, but whilst brushing the hair over the dogs eyes, the eyes crossed. The guy was frantic with worry. The fellow next to him saw his plight, took a glass tube out of his case, stuck it up the dogs A**E and blew into it. The dogs eyes flipped back to normal. The owner was overjoyed. The fellow gave the tube to the guy in case it happened again. It did. So the guy poked the tube back up the poor old dog and blew, nothing, he blew and blew, nothing. The fellow saw the problem, took the tube out turned it round and poked the other end up and blew, hey presto, back to normal. The owner said, "Hey how did that happen, what difference does it make which end you blow up?" "No difference at all," said the guy, "but do you expect me to put my mouth where yours has been?"
|