yesterday the UPS driver brought in a large box and
yelled out "you got another box from Bob Denning". before I could ask him how he knew I saw the box, titty pink duct tape. Denning's trade mark. I was a bit hesitant about opening the box as I knew it could be literally anything and most likely some kinky stuff.
Sure enough it was a huge decanter that in normal size would be a brandy snifter, but this one held well over a gallon. And inside was my favorite candies. It was cram packed with black licorice and Reeses pieces chocolate/peanut butter pieces, a huge amount of them. Enough to last me at least an hour or two. And not to forget what Denning is known for, the decanter was wrapped in a very large size red bra on one side and another huge blue one. So Bob Denning, you Montana pervert, I thank you. And if you the big mama that wore those bras, send her to WB. He needs a little spice in his life.
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