This is a difficult choice. On the one hand, I can enjoy the pleasant sensation of a cuddly dog affectionately lapping my face. On the other hand, I could experience the once-in-a-lifetime rush of watching parts of my own body disappear down the gullet of a voracious hellhound. Hmnn, tough call…
Via Imgur.
It’s like “tea and cake, or death?” Hmmmm, let me think.
So my choice is “…or Death?” I’ll have the chicken, then.
Would you like a white wine?
White “whine”?
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What if it’s reversed? The one with the cute overbite gives the kisses, and the one who is licking his lips is the one to watch out for? Beware Cute Squad, I sense a trap!
Sent this to my boss today … asked him which he was channeling?
No answer by the end of the day.
(Point of order: The Boss is a good sport – and would appreciate the question)
Yeep! I’m happy to hear that last part at least. I hope your boss is a lover, not a biter. 🙂
Ah, The Poor Boss – has been saddled with far too much lately and has my sympathies. By the way, I was not in the line of fire for either of these options. Merely an amused, understanding, sympathetic, bystander. I thought it was a great post for him to channel his personalities according to situation 🙂 It cracked me up – and I thought he could use the chuckle.
Maybe if they priced the Biting Booth a 2-fer-1 deal, it would get some business.
I’m sending a report to the Biter Business Bureau.
Hey-YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! 😀 😀 😀