Todd said I wasn't allowed to post any more pictures of my dog. Well, how about pictures of Todd AND my dog? See who you think is better suited for blog fodder. Dirty rock hounds or dirty hounds on rocks. You know who has my vote.

Personally, I think he is hoping for more stories of drunken, naked debauchery or pictures of Tassy's tits, but sadly, neither of those things are likely to show up around here anytime soon. It's not that I'm becoming family friendly or anything, it's just that I haven't any smut to report.
Until I do, I'll just have to tide you pervs over with a joke I read in Esquire a few months ago:

What did the banana say to the vibrator?

What the hell are you shaking for? She's going to EAT me!