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Photo courtesy of Sharon Billi.
A clothing store found in Thailand.
Just ties me up
Not a chain store, then?
Would that rope be made out of hemp, or was the hemp merely smoked while coming up with this tagline?
The guy in the front has a serious problem. Looks like half of his skull has been sliced off, maybe by a rope…
The produce of rope? No, I’m a frayed knot.
Jute be good in that
Can I get some service?
– Sorry, all our staff are tied up right now.
Give a man enough rope and he will…start selling cheap clothing.
Found the error; it should read “thyme produce”.
You’re bound to find something you like.
MORE ROPE! She said.
Domon rope, for a swinging good time!
Hemp rope, for ships that are way gone man.
An elderly couple named Jones,
Grew weary of their kippers and scones,
So they went all exotic,
Tried an Asian narcotic,
And explored their erogenous zones.
‘It goes against the traditions of the Royal Navy, Mr. Churchill.’
Winston: “What are the traditions of the navy sir? Rum, sodomy, and the lash.”
Are you, really? Such a sale…
Pardon me, son, where can i find men’s shirts?
Oh, those are there next to the lettuces, across from the tomatoes, sir.
Don’t just fight your inner domons…tie a rope around their neck and hang ’em!
Is your sex life boring? Buy some rope and get your Dom on!
What, no bullwhips?