Sofa snuggles had led to deep kissing — the kind with an agenda attached — when Holden moved his lips to my ear and said, “What’s the difference between a chickpea and a garbanzo bean?” I pulled back, knowing I was in for something. “What?” I replied, unsure if I even wanted to hear the punchline. He smiled and purred, “I’ve never had a garbanzo bean on my chest.” I bit down on his shoulder, probably too hard, and slapped his chest. But I was nicer to him, later that night…
Happy Friday, everyone! Have a great weekend! ~C
I’d, “garbanzo bean,” too, if I would get her to bite down on my chest!
It was an instinctual reaction, honestly. 🙂 ~C
I laughed WAY too hard at that!
Shhhhh, don’t encourage him! 😉 ~C
Kerri, I agree with you again! Can we have lots more if they are going to be accompanied by such sexy photos 🙂 x
We intended to make Bad Joke Friday a thing, but kinda forgot about it. 😉 We’ll see what we can do, going forward, if Holden can come up with some more groan-worthy dirty jokes! ~C
Glad to see such superior humor was rewarded, Camille…
I do what I can. 😉 He’s Johnny on the Spot with captions when I am having writer’s block, so that more than makes up for ill-timed jokes. ~C
It a minute a minute (well 2 or 3 actually) but I did get it.