Talk To Us Tuesday ~ Should smuggling grapes be illegal?

If you are here for another week of TTUT with my wonderful friend and co host IA thanks for coming by. I failed miserably last week making the rounds, I only visited a handful of you and I'm sorry. I do however have an excuse, the girls were off of school and it was my hubbies birthday. As far as having an excuse for not making it by the rest of the week I have nothing other than I suck, please forgive me! 


I am sick with what I feel to be another sinus infection but Dr. Quaksalot says it's just a virus. Whatever! I filed a complaint with the office manager about him and asked the girls Pediatrician, who I adore, for a recommendation for a new primary care provider for Babe and I. Anyway, I just drank half a bottle of NyQuil in hopes of getting some sleep tonight and then ran crawled upstairs to put together something entertaining for y'all. Please forgive me if this is only funny because I just downed more than the recommended dose of cherry flavored moonshine! 


While I was staring at my computer in a total NyQuil stupor I watched as my screen filled with random pictures over the past 6+ years. Then I saw it. This picture is the freaking golden ticket. Who needs Willy Freaking Wonka when you have a picture like this? 

You.Are.Welcome! 

Speedos. Banana Hammocks. Grape Smugglers. Whatever you choose to call them I call them wrong! 

It was 2005 and the triangle had a trip planned to Key West. The big joke leading up to our vacation was that Babe was going to bring his Speedo. He did not have a Speedo but what he did have was a wife with a twisted mind and his very own sick sense of humor. Which for the record makes us the perfect couple! 


I purchased a Speedo, two size too small for my then big boy, and packed it for what would become one of the most memorable moments of our trip. While our friends changed into their suits and jumped into our private lagoon pool  Babe slipped into his electric blue show-stopper. 


They were relaxing in the pool when we came out, my camera in hand, Babes Speedo tucked beneath his board shorts. While I distracted them he dropped his drawers and did his best Captain Morgan impersonation. 


I do believe this picture is proof that a picture can be worth a thousand words. 

Any guesses as to the words spinning through our friends heads?

Sadly, he was not the only man on Key West who packed a Speedo. I'm just glad he had the good taste to leave it hanging on the hook back at the house. 

This Speedo made another appearance 2 years ago when a friend of Honey's asked to borrow a suit from Babe, as a joke Babe presented him with the Speedo. This kid was so excited to wear that stupid thing that he asked if he could keep it. The Speedo Surprise has graced another generation and I couldn't be more proud!


You are linking up with us today right? You know we'll love you long time if you do!