So, Silver and I were tooling eastbound down Flamingo, passing our local Fire Station. I pointed out the engine parked in front of the firehouse to her, and I also made quite the commotion over the fact that two of the firefighters were outside as well, messing around with their equipment...;)
I hit the jackpot when one of the men with his back to us suddenly bent over to pick something up off of the ground.
With my hands punching the air, I hooted and hollered,
"Yes! HE BENT OVER! Firefighters FTW!!!!"
Silver was laughing helplessly, her face in her hands, "Mom, YOU ARE SO BAD!"
Why yes, yes I am.
I never should have taken both hands off the wheel.
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Explain FTW to me. I'm bettin my FTW is different than yours.
"For the Win"
Probably NOT what you mean when you say it, right?
You are correct.
Oh, Be still my heart! I always palpitate a little when I see them at the grocery store.
They are very sexy, that's for sure.
Silver says it's because they, and police officers, actually do something. Pretty wise for a seventeen-year-old.
when we lived on washington and 25th, the firefighters would have a bar b que at, what was that park, fantasy park or paradise park, but they would show off their glutes and my wife would love that...had two ids karen 6 and tony 3...that was such a long time ago now karen 42 and tony 39
Yup, the rear view is certainly FINE, Putz!
Wow, that is a long time ago! You got out of the city pretty quickly, didn't you? I know it was very, very different back then, you wouldn't recognize it anymore.
Merry Christmas, Christina!
Firemen can be VERY dangerous to your health. Way back, I almost walked off the edge of a three story high scaffold when a bunch of them showed up across the street for a hazmat scare. It was hot that day and some of them removed their shirts. Oh my, all those glistening pecs.
Merry Christmas, Lin!
You do live dangerously, but if you had fallen...what a way to go!
*rowr* shirtless firemen...I need to get me a fireman calendar, that's all there is to it.
I have to confess something here. I used to work as a unit clerk in a rehab hospital that had no ER. When any of our patients were crashing, we'd have to call 911. It was my job to copy the patient's chart for the EMTs to take with them to the acute care hospital, and the superfast copy machine was located near the front entrance...I always timed my copying so that I was finished right as the firedudes arrived, just so I could follow them down the long hallway to our unit. MMMM-MMMM-GOOD!
The perfect man for me (in a totally shallow way, of course) would be a COWBOY-FIREMAN. I think I'd die from hormone-overload, though.
And it's said MEN are pigs. Heh.
I mean that in the kindest, gentlest way possible, ya know. We men do love to be appreciated, firedudes or not. ;-)
Woman can certainly be just as piggish, Buck! Just go to a Chippendales or Thunder from Down Under performance, and you'll see that with your own eyes...;)
Well, well, do I have the right combo man for you then. Our tenant cowboy Slim is also a captain in his local VFD. He's as passionate about firefighting as he is about cowboying and admits that he loves to drag out the 4" hose whenever he can.
*LOL*!!!!
Well, tell Slim to drop me a line if he's ever in Las Vegas, Lin...;)
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