Thursday, February 3, 2011

It's Always Sunny in Sheffield Lake

This morning I broke my goddam back clearing a path for the McBonemobile.  The roof of McBone Manor groans beneath two tons of Mother Nature's worst.  A 2000 mile swath of America is buried under a frozen crust of snow, sleet, salt and ice.  As I type, the mercury plunges.  Nerves are frayed.  People are pissed.

Though it may be the thick of winter, there's one spot in Greater Cleveland that's as piping hott as ever:


The tank top, the short shorts, the hair piled on top of hair.  Oh yes, McBoners, it's the Sheffield Lake Girl.  You wanna find her?  Shouldn't be hard.  She'll be the one melting all this stuff.

nwb

5 comments:

SeMm said...

I think she would have been pretty turned on by the way I defended my homestead from that punk-ass snowmobile guy. Maybe she would have been impressed by my powerful shoveling of snow. Who knows though? Maybe it's just a dream. It's not like I have a really Garfield mug or anything.

Anonymous said...

How the hell did you know this was my favorite movie clip of all time (and favorite movies of all time)?

It's a lost classic Romantic Comedy of the '80's! (and written by Nora Ephron)

-dg

BillBow Baggins said...

Shaft, we should both get Garfield mugs. Then maybe Kid Shay will stop being so smug.

dg, That quote is never far from my thoughts, even though I only saw it once and forever ago.

nwb

Kid Shay said...

A body like that was not meant to be covered in heavy winter gear. Which is why I invited Sheffield Lake Girl to stay with me in the mild Portland weather. Who knows? Maybe she'll take up permanent residence here.

BillBow Baggins said...

The Portland Girl? Doesn't have the same ring. Sorry.

nwb