Admiral Gorton took Helen aside. “We’re shipping out tomorrow to storm Hamilton Beach around the West Bend. This may be our last night together.” He tried to kiss her, but she rebuffed him. “I’m no Speed Queen,” she protested. Gorton frowned. “It’s the Samsung you sing every time,” he said. “Can’t you see I’m a Hungry Man?” “It’s always about you and your Eggo!” she retorted.
— an excerpt from Do the Frigid Dare? by Amana Swanson Pepperidge
via Andrew Y.
Much gasping, fanning and clutching of pearls here.
Goodness gracious me!!! I thought this was a family friendly site.
one of your best, NTMTOM! Thanks for the laugh!
That was a magnificent prologue to the picture! Bravo!
Is Admiral Gorton also a fisherman?
Beautiful story, Mike.
Yeah, he was promoted from Fisherman to Admiral in one step, which seems fishy to me. I never did trust the Gorton’s Fisherman.
hee hee hee
I heard he had an affair with Mrs. Paul.
Haha haha. Every pun intended.
This was, frankly, too freakin’ funny. OMG Mike you killed me with this one!!! 🤣🤣🤣
I can’t even…
Hysterical laughter. I am now getting ads from End of the Roll with the catch phrase “get a room” contest. I guess a fridge doesn’t count.