RP: The tragedy of premature imagination

(From “Crime Must Pay the Penalty” number 3, 1948.)

9 thoughts on “RP: The tragedy of premature imagination

  1. Worf says:

    Is it just me, or does it look like their genitals are talking? And does that make it creepy or what????

  2. ajw says:

    p.E. is an epidemic

  3. Nick Hentschel says:

    Legs like that would spark ANY guy’s imagination!

  4. Brad says:

    You know, now that you mention it, those are some talkative crotches.

  5. spidercow2010 says:

    Well, really now, as often as the genitals do the thinking, shouldn’t they be allowed to talk once in a while?

  6. Brad says:

    A fine point you raise, Spidercow. By the way, what does Spidercow milk taste like, and is it non-dairy?

  7. spidercow2010 says:

    By the time spidercow milk hits your taste buds, it’s already too late. And your lactose intolerance won’t bother you any more.

  8. spidercow2010 says:

    Seriously, the udders of the Spidercow are the spinnarets used to weave the thick, mucilaginous cables with which we hang in the dark upper reaches of the barn, snacking on owls while waiting for unsuspecting 4H Club children. Me, I’m a Guernsey Recluse.

  9. Brad says:

    Wow, I’ve been spidercow-educated beyond any reasonable wanting for knowledge.

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