Flowers: will she think you've lost your penis?

You could always show up wearing one.

Right on, cjhsa, right on.

One question:

Would you rather have a rose on your piano, or "tulips" on your organ?

Nice pun there Slappy.

That's an ancient 'bit' - it was even on St. Elsewhere a coupla decades ago. Always amusing though.

He even put quotes around "tulips" to make sure we didn't miss the pun.

Slappy, you need new material, man.

I hope the irony here wasn't lost on folks. I have to water my convolvulus and clematis now.

in the meantime, fellas - send flowers. send them now. don't delay.
even if she has allergies she'll appreciate them
the best ones (in my opinion) are the no special reason flowers

a friend recently sent me "it's not your birthday" flowers
he knew i was having a cr@p day

those flowers were soooooooo appreciated

My father brought my mother a bouquet of flowers every Friday night. They were married 61 years.

I like to surprise L with flowers.
I send them to her office because, at home, the cats eat them.

Once we had a terrible fight, after she cooled her jets, she sent flowers to my office. I was the King of All Things Lovable for months thereafter.

A guy has to figure out who the girl is before sending flowers and what kind of woman the girl is before sending roses.

Joe

If I like a woman I'll give her a dollar and tell her to go buy some flowers.

So another date kept the dollar and picked her own from the swamp then, I presume.

That's a mighty big presumption, Cav.

Maybe you should pay them more, whoever they are.

I remember the time I was laid up for a couple of months, after my tractor rolled over on me and crushed my left arm, left leg, and left testicle. My arm is ok now, as is my leg, but my testicle still resembles a small brown pancake.

Whatever. That's not what I wanted to talk about.

While I was laid up, my girlfriend at the time, Clara, a remarkably attractive schoolteacher, came over and attended to me and my cow.

I was so grateful that I said, "Hey, Clara, here's a dollar.... go get yourself some flowers.



She deserved the flowers.

Cow? My mistake, I thought that was Gertrude. Please feel free to talk about your pancake testicle. We need more amusement in this strange world of ours. The picture looks quite old, and I do expect a dollar would have gone further in those days. Good on ya.

I have been considering starting a thread concerning my pancake testicle, but lack of interest on another forum caused me to hesitate.

Perhaps A2K is a more suitable site for pancake testicle talk and there will be substantial interest.

I might reconsider.

Thanks for the pep talk, Cav.

Go for it, gus. I may even offer up some recipes.

I'll think it over. I'm going to bed now.

On a sidenote, and one that pertains to this thread. My bed is normal in every aspect with the exception of a small wooden tray built into the side.

That's where I place my pancake testicle before I drift off.

I dated a cow, too, once, Gus.

But the pancake testicle, that's just f***ed up.

Okay, I did it, the daisies are in the fridge. We'll see what happens. Maybe I'll come home tommorrow morning with a pancake testicle.

But hopefully not a blue one.

Get it? Hahahahahaha

i've done flowers a couple of times for the missus.

sometimes it makes the day, sometimes they just wilt in the kitchen...