“Spotted Dick” indeed! One Austin Adorable thinks it’s funny that I have freckles on my Comrade Johnson. (Those words above might have been hers.) She’s got freckles from being out in the sun. “How did you get those, Monk? Were you waving him around in the sun?” So I had her play connect the dots with the tip of her tongue, over and over. Drove us both crazy.
Yep, I had my first taste of Spotted Dick today, and boy was I surprised at how much I liked it. The texture was a bit different, but then I closed my eyes, concentrated on the pleasure, and it all went down so easy. Not a bit of gagging or choking. Amazing stuff. Originally Posted by awl4knot
A4K’s post got me to thinking about the malapropisms and mislabelings that are, well, shall we say, not-very-subtle-double-entendres and other attention getters. He’s got “Ball Balm” on his avatar. Good find. How about this one…
Or this…
Or this…
Thanks, A4K! Bon appetit! I think.
Monk