♫ ♫ “Darling yoooouuu scent me, yooooou scent me, Honest you dew, honest you dew….♫ ♫
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She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not, she…OMGHOLYSHITLOOKATTHAT!
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Now I know why women think their farts don’t stink…
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Don’t the Brits call sex “rooting”? Now I see where they came up with that.
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Mulch: You’re doing it wrong!
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I’ve seen her bush, but this is quite an upgrade.
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Summer’s Eve has come out with a new product– Summer’s Weekend at the Royal Gardens.
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Taint a geranium, taint a daffodil, taint a violet… must be a two lip.
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When I saw her blossom, I rose violet-ly.
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Mountin’ Laurel.
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Can’t wait for Autumn to cum.
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She’s certainly no wallflower, not a shrinking violet, is she?
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Honeysuckle this goldenrod.
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Peony is zinnia.
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A garden like that must have sweetpea.
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I think she really needs someone to plow her furrow.
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Aloe, Daisy! Yew look vine!
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Wonder if she phlox on the first date?
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Mistletoe: You’re doing it wrong!
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If you like this, you gotta see her fern gully.
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How about the obvious?…. There are flowers in your asshole!!
🙂
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That pussywillow has a familiar bouquet, but I just can’t put my finger in it…
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LOL at P1t0! Thistle be the thing to say!
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Don’t pick those flowers DJ, you’ll get shot in the eye with a ping-pong ball.
Ah, Mitzi, where are you now?
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Wow Grumpy…memories. WAAAY back, when I was a teen, us underage guys finagled our way into the last burlesque house in town, and we saw a woman who did that, plus inserted a cigarette and blew smoke rings from her hoohaw, among other amazing things. My perception of women was never the same after that, and dating was a never ending disappointment…
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Jeez, I remember her too (ya, I’ve been to strip clubs). That gal got around.
Keep going DJ, you’re hilarious!
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Time for another pun petal-er to tend the garden…
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More memories for DJ and Bella
Deep Purple wrote a song about her.
Songwriters: Glover, Roger;Blackmore, Ritchie;Gillan, Ian
Flying to salt lake city
Seats 3a and b
I was down and needed a window
But in 3a sat mitzi dupree
She said hi i am mitzi
The queen of the ping pong
Where you going boy
I said nowhere
She said i’m movng on
I thought what is this
I cannot resist
Here she is
And i’ve always wanted a girl
With a name
A name like mitzi dupree
She said what do you do
I said i’m a singer in a band
She said ya i’m an entertainer
Reached out and took my hand
She was going to a mining town
Way up north to do her show
I said it must be cold up there
She said depends on who you know
Oh that look in her eye
I can tell you no lies
I’m just a man
She made me feel like a king in my mind
I love you mitzi dupree
I said what is this queen of the ping pong business
She smiled what do you think
It has no connection with china
I said oow have another drink
Well i knew right away
That i’d seen her act before
In a room behind a kitchen in bangkok
And three or four times more in singapore
She may not be the first
But i know she ain’t the worst
She was mine but i ran out of time
I miss you i love you mitzi dupree
My darling mitzi dupree
** PS, that “mining town way up north” was Edmonton **
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She was a late bloomer then one day she suddenly blossomed
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If you’re not careful she’ll give you an FTD
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Her boyfriend wanted a closer look so she rose her bottom
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Dayum she has a nice boo-kay!
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She wanted to try something different with her bf so he aster
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MILP… Mum I’d like to phlox
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She loved thinking about herself while sitting in her flowerbed so much that she became narcissus-istic
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♪ Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rainbows in the woodland, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
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Oopsie daisy! How in carnation did that happen?!
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I told ya to keep yer green thumb outta there, now there’s a gardenia bottom
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The result of a night with Pollen Boca
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He wasn’t sure of her beauty in the dark, so it wasn’t until sunrise before he could see her in her morning glory
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The husband in that other post couldn’t please his wife but he knew his dogwood
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She can really mown and grown
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I know it’s been a burden for you to read these but here’s one last boyfriend pun da bear: he eats shoots and leaves
Ide smell ’em!
Watering the flowers: You’re doing it wrong!
So THAT’S the garden of earthly delights…
Fertilizing the flowers: You’re doing it wrong!
You have nice stems, my little petunia.
♫ ♫ “Darling yoooouuu scent me, yooooou scent me, Honest you dew, honest you dew….♫ ♫
She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not, she…OMGHOLYSHITLOOKATTHAT!
Now I know why women think their farts don’t stink…
Don’t the Brits call sex “rooting”? Now I see where they came up with that.
Mulch: You’re doing it wrong!
I’ve seen her bush, but this is quite an upgrade.
Summer’s Eve has come out with a new product– Summer’s Weekend at the Royal Gardens.
Taint a geranium, taint a daffodil, taint a violet… must be a two lip.
When I saw her blossom, I rose violet-ly.
Mountin’ Laurel.
Can’t wait for Autumn to cum.
She’s certainly no wallflower, not a shrinking violet, is she?
Honeysuckle this goldenrod.
Peony is zinnia.
A garden like that must have sweetpea.
I think she really needs someone to plow her furrow.
Aloe, Daisy! Yew look vine!
Wonder if she phlox on the first date?
Mistletoe: You’re doing it wrong!
If you like this, you gotta see her fern gully.
How about the obvious?…. There are flowers in your asshole!!
🙂
That pussywillow has a familiar bouquet, but I just can’t put my finger in it…
LOL at P1t0! Thistle be the thing to say!
Don’t pick those flowers DJ, you’ll get shot in the eye with a ping-pong ball.
Ah, Mitzi, where are you now?
Wow Grumpy…memories. WAAAY back, when I was a teen, us underage guys finagled our way into the last burlesque house in town, and we saw a woman who did that, plus inserted a cigarette and blew smoke rings from her hoohaw, among other amazing things. My perception of women was never the same after that, and dating was a never ending disappointment…
Jeez, I remember her too (ya, I’ve been to strip clubs). That gal got around.
Keep going DJ, you’re hilarious!
Time for another pun petal-er to tend the garden…
More memories for DJ and Bella
Deep Purple wrote a song about her.
Songwriters: Glover, Roger;Blackmore, Ritchie;Gillan, Ian
Flying to salt lake city
Seats 3a and b
I was down and needed a window
But in 3a sat mitzi dupree
She said hi i am mitzi
The queen of the ping pong
Where you going boy
I said nowhere
She said i’m movng on
I thought what is this
I cannot resist
Here she is
And i’ve always wanted a girl
With a name
A name like mitzi dupree
She said what do you do
I said i’m a singer in a band
She said ya i’m an entertainer
Reached out and took my hand
She was going to a mining town
Way up north to do her show
I said it must be cold up there
She said depends on who you know
Oh that look in her eye
I can tell you no lies
I’m just a man
She made me feel like a king in my mind
I love you mitzi dupree
I said what is this queen of the ping pong business
She smiled what do you think
It has no connection with china
I said oow have another drink
Well i knew right away
That i’d seen her act before
In a room behind a kitchen in bangkok
And three or four times more in singapore
She may not be the first
But i know she ain’t the worst
She was mine but i ran out of time
I miss you i love you mitzi dupree
My darling mitzi dupree
** PS, that “mining town way up north” was Edmonton **
She was a late bloomer then one day she suddenly blossomed
If you’re not careful she’ll give you an FTD
Her boyfriend wanted a closer look so she rose her bottom
Dayum she has a nice boo-kay!
She wanted to try something different with her bf so he aster
MILP… Mum I’d like to phlox
She loved thinking about herself while sitting in her flowerbed so much that she became narcissus-istic
♪ Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rainbows in the woodland, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Oopsie daisy! How in carnation did that happen?!
I told ya to keep yer green thumb outta there, now there’s a gardenia bottom
The result of a night with Pollen Boca
He wasn’t sure of her beauty in the dark, so it wasn’t until sunrise before he could see her in her morning glory
The husband in that other post couldn’t please his wife but he knew his dogwood
She can really mown and grown
I know it’s been a burden for you to read these but here’s one last boyfriend pun da bear: he eats shoots and leaves
LOL
LOL !