Friday, December 1, 2017

That's the pointy......err the point.



Samantha: Darrin, I'm leaving you.
Darrin: Sam!
Samantha: I'm going home to Mother.
Darrin: What do you mean "going home to Mother"? Your mother's always here!
Samantha: What's the difference you Mo. I look like this and you never want to bang me. I sending my Uncle Paul Lynde. That's more your style.

7 comments:

ndspinelli said...

There's been some classic Titus bait like this post. I hope he's still alive. A few here may not have that same hope.

ricpic said...

She did a twitchy thing with her nose. Beyond that I'm lost.

ricpic said...

The thing that put me off about Titus was his constant need to tell us just how well off he was.

The Dude said...

Titus was so dishonest he lost track of his own lies. Never go full Hillary.

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

I liked Titus's fiction on the Rare Clumber. Beyond that it got tedious.

edutcher said...

Pointy was going out just as she was coming in. Big late 50s to mid 60s.

ricpic said...

She did a twitchy thing with her nose. Beyond that I'm lost.

Actually, it was her mouth. The nose went along for the ride.

rcocean said...

I know the 2nd Dick was Gay, but was Dick York gay too?

Just askin'