MISS TAM WILL TRADE
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Chuckie
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HM: trade what for what?? are you snowed in down there just drinkin' whiskey or what? i had to kind of snicker when i heard amarillo had 12" of snow--might be regretting that next month tho when i have to hear all these framers bellyache about how dry it is....lol
chuckie said:
MISS TAM has a couple of tags that of no value to her.I am going to trade her an unmentionable for them..............good luck PS no snow around here just rain ,keeping me out of these fields.
Shelly
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And on here, stirring up the pot! :lol:
Well my poll turned sour,two to one odds against MISS TAM trading.Probably for the best rancher aint done ,and I was'nt looking forward to going to victorias secret and having the ladies in there see me,probably be snickering at me as I tried to find MISS TAMs size,as a matter of fact I aint gonna go in there unless MISS TAM gives me her bottom size,I dont need the top,and none of this TWO AXE HANDLES,stuff I need a size................good luck
Shelly
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reader (the Second) said:
Uh, can we say drag queen?
SASH
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These young ladies are sales professionals, its part of their job to help you buy lingerie for your wife and so whatever they have to do including modelling is what they should do. Its just a matter of professionalism. :wink:
Bought some new jeans today, and a shirt. Saw some leather chaps in the store today, but couldn't get one of the salsgirls to model them for me!( I thought they might look good with a thong, I'm single I can say that!)
It might have had something to do with the whip I was holding in my hand at the time.
Before everybody jumps on me, the whip was also for sale in this Western wear store.
It might have had something to do with the whip I was holding in my hand at the time.
Before everybody jumps on me, the whip was also for sale in this Western wear store.
Murgen,
should of left out the thong!!! Maybe then she would have modeled the chaps. this is priceless!!! LMBO. You are on a roll get going and do some more. I have tears just imagining. Got an email awhile back I will have to post, I DID NOT WRITE THIS
should of left out the thong!!! Maybe then she would have modeled the chaps. this is priceless!!! LMBO. You are on a roll get going and do some more. I have tears just imagining. Got an email awhile back I will have to post, I DID NOT WRITE THIS
COWBOY POETRY--BUYING A BRA
You know, I've never been much for shopping
In fact I try to stay away from town
Except when shipping time comes,
I ain't easily found.
But the day came when I had to go
And I left the kids with ma
But before I left she asked me,
"Would you pick me up a bra?"
Without thinkin' I said "sure,"
How tough could that job be?
I bent down and kissed her
And said, "I'll be back by three."
Well, when I done the things I needed
I started to regret
Ever offering to buy that thing,
I was working up a sweat.
I crossed the street to the ladies shop
With my hat pulled over my eyes,
I wasn't takin' any chances
On bein' recognized.
I walked right up to the sales clerk
I didn't hem or haw
I told the lady right straight out,
"Ma'am, I'm here to buy a bra."
>From behind I heard, some snickers
So I turned around to see
At least fifteen women in the store
And they's all gawkin' at me!
"What kind would you be looking for?"
"Well," I just scratched my head
I'd only seen one kind before
"Thought bras was bras," I said.
She gives me a disgusted look
"Well sir, that's where you're wrong.
Come with me," I heard her say,
And like a dog, I tagged along.
She took me down this alley
Where bras was on display
Well I thought my jaw'd hit the floor
When I seen that lingerie.
They had all these different styles
That I'd not seen before
I thought that I'd go crazy
'fore I left that women's store.
They had bras you wear for eighteen hours
And bras that cross your heart
There was bras that lift and separate,
And that was just the start.
They had bras that made you feel
Like you weren't wearing one at all
And bras that you can train in
When you start off when you're small.
Well I finally make my mind up
Picked a black and lacy one
I told the lady,
"Bag it up," And figured I was done.
But then she asked me for the size.
I didn't hesitate.
I knew them measurements by heart,
"Six and seven eighths."
"Six and seven eighths, well sir,
That really isn't right."
"Oh yes ma'am, I'm positive,
I just measured them last night."
I thought that she'd go into shock,
Musta took her by surprise
\When I told her that my wife's bust
Was the same as my hat size.
"That's what I use to measure with,
I figured it was fair
But If I'm wrong I'm sorry ma'am."
This drew another stare.
By now a crowd had gathered
And they's all crackin' up
When the lady asked to see my hat,
To measure for the cup.
When she finally had it figured
I gave the gal her pay
I turned to leave the store,
Tipped my hat and said, "Good day."
My wife heard the whole story
'fore I ever made it home
She'd talked to fifteen women
Who'd called her on the phone.
She was, still a-laughin'
But by then I didn't care
Now she don't ask and I don't shop
For no more women's underwear.
____________________________________________________
You know, I've never been much for shopping
In fact I try to stay away from town
Except when shipping time comes,
I ain't easily found.
But the day came when I had to go
And I left the kids with ma
But before I left she asked me,
"Would you pick me up a bra?"
Without thinkin' I said "sure,"
How tough could that job be?
I bent down and kissed her
And said, "I'll be back by three."
Well, when I done the things I needed
I started to regret
Ever offering to buy that thing,
I was working up a sweat.
I crossed the street to the ladies shop
With my hat pulled over my eyes,
I wasn't takin' any chances
On bein' recognized.
I walked right up to the sales clerk
I didn't hem or haw
I told the lady right straight out,
"Ma'am, I'm here to buy a bra."
>From behind I heard, some snickers
So I turned around to see
At least fifteen women in the store
And they's all gawkin' at me!
"What kind would you be looking for?"
"Well," I just scratched my head
I'd only seen one kind before
"Thought bras was bras," I said.
She gives me a disgusted look
"Well sir, that's where you're wrong.
Come with me," I heard her say,
And like a dog, I tagged along.
She took me down this alley
Where bras was on display
Well I thought my jaw'd hit the floor
When I seen that lingerie.
They had all these different styles
That I'd not seen before
I thought that I'd go crazy
'fore I left that women's store.
They had bras you wear for eighteen hours
And bras that cross your heart
There was bras that lift and separate,
And that was just the start.
They had bras that made you feel
Like you weren't wearing one at all
And bras that you can train in
When you start off when you're small.
Well I finally make my mind up
Picked a black and lacy one
I told the lady,
"Bag it up," And figured I was done.
But then she asked me for the size.
I didn't hesitate.
I knew them measurements by heart,
"Six and seven eighths."
"Six and seven eighths, well sir,
That really isn't right."
"Oh yes ma'am, I'm positive,
I just measured them last night."
I thought that she'd go into shock,
Musta took her by surprise
\When I told her that my wife's bust
Was the same as my hat size.
"That's what I use to measure with,
I figured it was fair
But If I'm wrong I'm sorry ma'am."
This drew another stare.
By now a crowd had gathered
And they's all crackin' up
When the lady asked to see my hat,
To measure for the cup.
When she finally had it figured
I gave the gal her pay
I turned to leave the store,
Tipped my hat and said, "Good day."
My wife heard the whole story
'fore I ever made it home
She'd talked to fifteen women
Who'd called her on the phone.
She was, still a-laughin'
But by then I didn't care
Now she don't ask and I don't shop
For no more women's underwear.
____________________________________________________
Shelly
Well-known member
Murgen said:
Murgen, you single?!? And you're such a good-looking guy judging by your avatar.
Shelly
Well-known member
Salesgirl was that good looking, hmm? Jeez, sounds like you could be talked into buying anything by a pretty girl! :wink:
SASH
Well-known member
Yup, I used to have one of those jobs where I was away for 2-3 weeks at a time twice a year or so. So, I wandered into this lingerie shop in Toronto. There was a bit of awkwardness because I didn't know my wife's size you see and the salesgirl kept pointing at different women around the mall. I'm saying 'Well, she's about this big on top and about that big on the bottom'. Finally ended up buying her some kind of 'french maid outfit' I think the girl called it. But my wife just wears her normal clothes when she's doing housework so I guess it was a waste of money.
