Originally posted by Ripsnort
Heh, yeah. I used to when I was a bartender. I once dressed up as a lumberjack, and since I couldn't grow a good beard, I used a mascara brush to dab a fake beard all over my face....ended up back at my condo with this hot waitress (dressed up as a nurse in super short skirt) and boinked her until about 4am. When daylight came, SHE now had the mascara smeared all over certain parts of her anatomy. 
Somehow this came to mind
I'm a lumberjack and I'm OK,
I sleep all night and I work all day
He's a lumberjack, and he's OK,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shopping,
And have buttered scones for tea.
He cuts down trees, He eats his lunch,
He goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shopping,
And have buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, and he's OK,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing,
And hang around in bars.
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
And hangs around.... In bars???????
He's a lumberjack, and he's OK,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
I chop down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspenders and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie
Just like my dear Mama.
He cuts down trees, he wears high heels
Suspenders and a .... a Bra????
...just like my dear Mama.
Oh Bevis! And I thought you were so rugged.
