"Is it all right if I hit on your daughter?"

Bob was at a place the other day, and he is positive that a couple of the girls there were checking him out. How does he know that they were checking him out? Why, he was checking them out at the same time, of course. One of the girls looked like she had some decent breasts. She didn't flaunt them with her shirt like little Ms. Slutty Pants. Her shirt just showed enough to grab Bob's attention and say "Hey, look at me!" Bob was contemplating going over and saying "hi," but from the conversation drifting over from their table, he deduced that she was there with her family. If he went up and said "hi," he might as well walk up to her father and ask, "Is it all right if I hit on your daughter?" Bob decided to do neither.

No Meat Beatage

Bob resisted the urge last night! He did not beat his meat! I’m so proud of him.