Apparently, though, he had something to hide.
What's this, then? Hm.
Never one to pass up the chance to be deliciously naughty, I couldn't resist.And his secret?
Golden berries, erm, grapes. Indeed!It seems to me that some sort of bell or chime sounded when one either lifted or lowered his grape-leaf - I suppose to incriminate or embarrass the one who violated his chastity - as I was alone at the time I can not entirely confirm this. Though I was only too happy to indulge him I did not want to look like a tourist. I will save some further indiscretion for my next visit.
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Bwahahaha! I love it!
If I saw a sign like that it would be nearly impossible not to peek. I mean isn't that what the sign is for?
And also, what is the point of a loincloth for already artistically blurred anatomy?
Hahaha! I have visited the Angel Inn and seen the angel. I couldn't resist either! Did you see any ghosts? We went there hoping to see one...but walking to the basement and down the lonely hall to the bathroom alone, I changed my mind and decided I did NOT want to see any ghosts! Luckily I did not!
Thank you for making me smile!!
hahaha that's awesome!
Oh, the minute one is told not to do something ... it is definitely an almost Pavlovian response. I'm thinking Pandora and her box, Icarus and his melty wings ... you get the drill. :)
Very funny, nonethless.
Hahaha! =D I love it. How could you not look? Honestly.
Thanks for the giggle!
I once similarly lifted a cover off the nether regions of a naked Burt Reynolds poster in a ladies' washroom in Milwaukee and set off a siren that rang all around the entire restaurant.
Is it just me, or does that beefy angel look a bit like David Hasselhof?
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