'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I don't know about you, but I see dogs play with their balls all the time, thanks to tongues like that dude from KISS.
The big head-cones dogs wear after surgery means that they can't get their long tongues down to their balls; but the human equivalent is hands. So what makes the cartoon funny (except for having to explain it) is the tit-for-tat. It's not anatomical exact equivalence; it's whatever yields the equivalent result.
And it just gets funnier the more we talk about it.
I was not mean to you! It must have been a doppleganger.
You were so! I'm willing to go with the Doppelganger though.
And it just gets funnier the more we talk about it.
We can always go back to talking about vagina bojanglers if need be.
Those Elizabethan collars? I thought they were only for, like, dogs who have had surgery and aren't supposed to bite at the stitches.
Which, okay, a major venue of dog surgery is balls.
Although, when the collar comes off, the dog won't be able to lick at his balls because they will be absent.
I am thinking about this way too hard, aren't I?
Is it too late to contribute to the bra-sizing hell discussion? Which, I know, was so twenty-six hours ago, and yet yesterday afternoon I went bra-buying, with totally random craxyland results.
We can always go back to talking about vagina bojanglers if need be.
There is a congruence -- I mean, the cone is pretty much a cock block, isn't it?
You were so!
Maybe I was mean to you because you wouldn't let me be the nice one.
I thought they were only for, like, dogs who have had surgery and aren't supposed to bite at the stitches.
They do prevent ball play too, no matter what the surgery was for. Side effect or primary motivation, still no fun.
But now that I've moved, you can be the nice one* **.
** I still get the California title though.
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