Ron loves spanking me.

He sent me a Christmas package containing a 4 count box of Cupido Tuxedos and a very well aged Tatuaje.

Thanks my friend. Guess I better send your cider.....

Let us pray no cigars were damaged in the process...

I think its a navy thing.

My grandpa (step mom's dad) was a Navy airplane mechanic like my dad, except he worked on props and my dad worked on F4 fantoms. Anyways, my grandpa was on his ship and one of the sailors in his bunk always slept nude and liked no blanket. Well every morning his flag was full mast...so my grandpa Jack and a couple other guys confronted him about it and their preferred visual was not his ding a ling. Well he laughed at them.

So about a week later with no change in his behavior grandpa Jack confronted him again. Again he laughed. Grandpa Jack told him if it didn't stop now he'd do something. Next morning, BOING. So while bone R was still asleep grandpa Jack tracked down some blue paint and a brush. He told me it was his finest paint work. Dude was scared that it was permanent coloring.