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Is that a rifle or a gun in your bikini? Depends!
Dammit. You won already.
How many of you noticed that furry thing between her legs??
Shoot me baby!!!
Get outta my rose garden!
A dog, a cat, and a gun. What’s not to like?
Mama Joy Weiss
“My name is Bond. Jane Bond.”
“Damn those paparazzi!”
Lucky dog
There’s a gun in that picture?
Can’t a gal catch a few rays without your drone hovering around?
wardrobe malfunction in 3….2…..1
Okay Fido, watch Mommy plug that paparazzo that stole her bikini bottoms and left these Depends !
Hey Toto, watch me knock that witch off her bike … !
On the roof. With the dog. In my bikini. Shooting at the neighbors. Life is good.
Fido: *Sniff, sniff*. Yep, she’s in heat.
No the custody agreement says I get the dog today
Got your jimmies rustled? That’s too bad… ’round here we shoot rustlers.
“They aren’t ‘granny panties’… this swimsuit is vintage!”
Gee whiz mom, is that how daddy got shot?
The dog is so perplexed by the adult diaper that he didn’t even notice the mini fire hydrant to his right.
That mini fire hydrant cracked me up!
Sniper training in the Swiss army is a little different from other army’s.
Elaine Benes finally snapped.
Great looking Winchester 1890, right?
Ummmm, what Winchester? Hubba Hubba
Looks more like a Winchester 62, pump action “gallery gun.”
Just like in ” I Dream of Jeannie” , no naked navels allowed Ma’am. Thanks for your understanding.
Take this you peepin’ tom bastard!
Only the shadow knows and he ain’t tellin’.
Gun Fun, in the Sun!
Fashion evolved. Style didn’t.
(thought balloon):
Ok…Drop it….(said the shadow)
“Step out on the porch. Fire two blasts! Nobody needs an AR15 – get a shotgun!”
I’m looking for the man that shot my best friend’s paw!
Did everyone wear diapers back then?
“Get off my lawn. “
When aiming at the target, always aim for the ex.
Maam – my lewd reference to murdering your bits my pump gun and 2 ball shot were…. um… Figurative.
Call them “Granny Panties”again, please. I dare you,
The centerfold from “Roof Korean” magazine.
Joe Biden, you touch my arm or whisper sweet nothings in me ear one more time, I Will shoot a couple rounds off my back porch into your azz.
Pull!
“Shoot at *MY* dog???”
I dreamt I was Annie Oakley in my Maiden Form Bra.
This got my vote !!!!!
Pump that thing and it’s liable to go off.
OK, Sparky, by the time we pick off these bad guys the laundry should be dry.
I like my guns like I like my skidmarks. Black.
Nice form.
Oh — don’t lean back any farther; the paint’s wet.
Susan bags a husband.
The dog or my pussy: one step closer to either and I’ll blow your head off.
Early “Depends” advertising was not as well thought out…
“Do you know there’s a girl in her underwear on your roof shooting a rifle?”
“No. But if you hum a few bars maybe I’ll catch on.”
Actually, this sort of stuff ain’t all that uncommon in CA.
“i bagged you two wild liv- a- snaps, one puperoni and a milk bone for afters. if only those damn frosty paws would hold still…”
Annie got her gun. Everybody else got nervous.
get your dang hands away from my washing line
Dog shot by shadow…News at 10