Some days, I have no idea where I get my friends.
I received a series of pictures today in my email. They came in a poem. Those who correctly guess who sent them to me will get to see the pictures. You must guess from the poem, though:
me
you
the bed
the rope
The poem, according to the sender, was entirely unintentional. It was formed by the subject lines from each email sent. They happened to fall into that order when I received them.
Poll Poll 11: whips and chains and hillbilly things
Those who get the answer right get to see the pictures. . .
An extra point to anyone who can guess exactly what the pictures are of before seeing them.
One guess, one vote. Have fun.
me
you
the bed
the rope
The poem, according to the sender, was entirely unintentional. It was formed by the subject lines from each email sent. They happened to fall into that order when I received them.
Poll Poll 11: whips and chains and hillbilly things
Those who get the answer right get to see the pictures. . .
An extra point to anyone who can guess exactly what the pictures are of before seeing them.
One guess, one vote. Have fun.