What’s Cookin’?
I went in to work hung over today. It hadn’t occurred to me that I put my clothes on over my silken teddy. We started to get busy around six-thirty in the morning. Eggs and hash never sounded so loud on the griddle. The smell of cheap perfume on the little old ladies and the smell of bait on the fisherman made me want to hurl. As if that wasn’t bad enough, while I was in the kitchen picking up my food, my teddy had worked its way out from under my clothes. I apparently got to close to the burner and set fire to me teddy. The cook called the fire department while I ripped of my burning clothes. When the fire fighters got there, and as I sat there naked one of them said trying to be funny, “Now that’s some hot lingerie.” I hit him with a frying pan.
becky on April 24th, 2008
Did ya leave a mark?
Mark on April 24th, 2008
No, she’s a no leave a me yet, Becky. We’s a still a together…
Hey alla you wops, get offa my lawn-a!
walker on April 24th, 2008
So I guess you bagged your first fireman?
kyknoord on April 25th, 2008
An appropriate choice of weapon. I approve.
becky on April 25th, 2008
In your wild and ass crack dreams Mark…
daisyfae on April 25th, 2008
oh… wait… you meant “teddy” as in the underwear type, not the stuffed, cuddly variety. that’s very different. let me read it again…
BDS on April 25th, 2008
I think that’s pretty funny coming from a firefighter as most that I’ve met are about as humorous as a kick in the groin. Maybe you should have strangled him with the remaining Teddy instead.
blondefabulous on April 25th, 2008
Oh Lordy UW! You crack me up! No…. wait that’s just the crack talking….
USA_Admiral on April 25th, 2008
Was it a camouflage pink one?
The Apostle Peter on April 25th, 2008
Was the pan hot or cold?
gullybogan on April 25th, 2008
Normally one goes from the frying pan and into the fire, so the fireman was no doubt confused by this reversal in fortunes.
Woeful on April 25th, 2008
Brings a whole new meaning to hot teddy…