Thursday, March 18, 2010

Happy Day after St Patrick's Day!

I received this email from Donna last night. She seemed a bit incoherent at the time, but gave me her permission to post this in its entirety and also urged me to correct her spelling and punctuation, as she had had too much of the Irish Creme. So I did what I could and I added the photos she took of this guy. I can only say that she certainly knows how to celebrate St Patrick's Day in style!

Cheryl,

This nice guy Derrek was standing dressed in a suit on the street corner with a sign. I need a job, it said. I will work for food.

So I picked him up and took him to the house. He looked safe. I trusted my instincts.

So I brought him into my bedroom office. I asked him what type of work he did, and what skills he had to offer.

He said he didn't normally work with this much clothes.

I said "OH, What do you do?"

He replied, with a bit of a Irish accent, "I'd rather show you, my lady, what I have to offer my clients." Then he asked if I had a spot of tea.

"Yes, sure," I said. So, I went to the kitchen to get us some tea. Wait a minute. I thought I had heard a pants zipper. ACK!!! I almost dropped my teapot and cups. Yes, he had unzipped his pants and had pulled out all his Dangling Participles. IT WAS HUGE and they were hanging there out of his pants. I took and big sip of tea. I said, "What! What are you doing?"

He said, "Isn't it obvious? I'm getting more comfortable for my job interview." It was at that moment, I noticed the gleam in his green eyes, and noticed a shamrock tattoo.











HMM!!! I thought, maybe this wasn't the best idea. But then again, maybe it was a very good idea. Like I told you, Life is Short, Break the Rules, Forgive quickly, Kiss slowly, Love Truly, Laugh Uncontrollably, and never REGRET anything that makes you SMILE. And I was smiling.

He didn't stop there. I'll let the pictures fill in the blanks. While I catch my breath.



The last coherent thought I had was: I think maybe I found a pot of gold on Top of this Morning or maybe just a horny Leprechaun.












Whatever!!!. My Not so Irish Eyes are Smilin'!

He's a Diamond in the Rough.




























But I think he does have possibilities. Do you think we might give this horny little leprechaun a chance on WWW someday? What do you think?


Donna

17 comments:

Ana said...

I do not see a shamrock tattoo. He lied. LOl. But wow oh wow. I like his buns, his weasel, his face, his body, even his suit. Yummmmy.

suzy said...

DDonna, you are one wild and crazy lady!! Where was the shamrock tattoo?? Seems like we inspected most of him---did you see it?? Maybe it was leprechan magic or something---

That must have been SOME batch of Irish Creme!!

paulette said...

lol that was great donna. but i 2 will admit that i was searching 4 the shamrock. i think it was lost along with the pot of gold.

did u make it 2 the end of the rainbow, donna, u naughty girl!!! did your momma never tell u not 2 talk 2 strangers? & being from chicago i have never seen a guy look that good standing on a corner holding a sign. i have looked. they must have better corners in MN. i will b on my way now!!!

Cheryl Brooks said...

LOL! I guess I should have edited the buns pic and put a shamrock on his butt!
That would have been fun. I may do it yet....

diva donna said...

The Tattoo was on his Right Shoulder. I know, I licked it. But it would look cuter on his BUTT.
I think this was but a sweet dream. I can't remember alot of details this morning. But I'm smiling. But, moving and walking is a bit tough today. And I found a pile of Gold coins on my pillow. I like dreams that pay dividends. LOL!!! I hope you all had fun yesterday.

Lisa said...

Well, well well, if that is what happens when you mix up a batch of that Irish Creme-well, I'm making a gallon of it!

Donna, you wild woman you! That was great!

Last night, a friend made me some Bailey's Irish Creme Cake that came with this delicous sauce that she called "loaded" because of it's liquor content. OMG, after these pictures, I can think of better ways to use that sauce! *wink*

diva donna said...

Yes, Lisa,
I too can think of how yummy that sauce could taste on that 8 inches of Yummydoodle CAAAK!!!
Let's put our heads together and take a bite. OUCH!! You broke your tooth!!!

Helen Hardt said...

Donna, you crack me up!

Nancy Bristow said...

I'm so green with envy Diva Donna...what a happy and visual story. Talk about "luck of the Irish" you Goddess Jaguar, you. I can tell you I wasn't EVEN looking for the tattoo. There's something very stimulating about a dude in a suit exposing all his maleness. *grin*

Perhaps you should call back this delightful leprechaun to give you a massage that will work out all that stiffness you're feeling today:)

Cheryl Brooks said...

LOL! Have fun with him, ladies. Me, I have to work the next seven out of eight nights, so I might be a bit scarce. See ya!

diva donna said...

Thanks Nancy and Helen,
I'm glad you enjoyed my big dream adventure. It's spring and I'm feeling friskier in this warm weather. I have a feeling. I haven't seen the end of Derrek. Actually I did see the end of Derrek. And it felt very nice. You know sometimes you just don't want to just look at it.
By the Way Queen Yah-Yah. Derrek's stiffness is how I got into this situation. I shouldn't see that rascal again.

Nancy Bristow said...

Fine by me Diva Donna, send him my way...I could use a good work out and walking doesn't exactly target what I have in mind:)

Mary G said...

O M G Donna
That was truly inspired LOL. Great pics to go along with your awesome post. Great editing Cheryl!!

Donna - you should overdo it more often.

diva donna said...

Mary G.
I'm afraid I did overdo it again.
I'll have to tell you all about it one of these days. It involves Tailgates and Rear Ankles and Vacum Hoses and greasy coveralls.

diva donna said...

Don't work to hard Cat Master. We need your Eye Candy and Weasel Wisdom.

Sharon said...

Nice to see such a well dressed young man.

diva donna said...

Yes, Sharon,
It's refreshing isn't it. And Uplifting. I figured you'd appreciate the finer things. Well dressed guy, a nice tie and 8 inches, root to tip. A Nice jacket, nice shirt, black socks, nice pants, nice cheeks. What more could you ask for in a well equipped office? LOL!!!