(Speaking of the crawfish that wound up in Jennifer‘s hair last night.)
Stingray: “It’s like crawfish bukake.”
Labrat: “Why must you ruin everything I enjoy?”
Jennifer: “You enjoy crawfish bukake?”
Me: “I’m visualizing it squirting out these little eggs.”
Me: “You’ve been roed.”
I’m so glad to be here. I’ve been needing this weekend.
Update – I somehow failed to mention Stingray’s comment about “Crawfish Bukake” sounding like a great band name. Well, it looks like he got that covered in his own recount of the silliness.