The Naughty Picture Thread: Vegas Style!

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Man: I am a hairdresser and I would just love to do you.
Greg: Go away. I was just struck by lightning. This shirt was white when I left home.

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Man: Been using Don King's hair stylist?

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Man: Hey, Zmanda, I hope your hair stylist is not looking for an Emmy.

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Man: Catherine blow up the lab with you in it again?
 
AHH, the good old days with Greggies wild hair, now he's more conservative:)

SARA AND HODGES

Sara:: "OK Hodges dear, I will try and let you down gently, NO, I won't go out with you, ask Wendy, she's available":vulcan:

Hodges:: "So why Sara, just for coffee":confused:

Sara:: "NO, NO, NO" let it alone, and Hodges use a breath mint:alienblush:
 
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Hodges: Will these dance lessons help me get a date for the Christmas party.
Sara: Keep dreaming.
Hodges: I'm not dreaming.
Sara: Do you really think I would be here dancing with you?

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Sara: Awww, there there. So Wendy turned you down again. Maybe ask Mandy.
Hodges: No luck.
Sara: Mia?
Hodges: Long gone.
Sara: Jacqui?
Hodges: Joined a convent because of me.
Sara: Sofia?
Hodges: Threatened to shoot me.
Sara: Catherine?
Hodges: Threatened to blow me up.
Sara: Bowling or poker with Archie, Bobby, or Henry?
Hodges: Stab, poison, hang.
Sara: Ecklie?
Hodges: Again?
 
OMG, Here I sit laughing..again.. hysterical:guffaw: the Sofia and Cath classic, Hodges the guy who doesn't get it, like the ones at work who hang out with you, and blab incessantly about nothing:klingon: thank's again Dynamo1 more later~~~
 
SNAKES

Nick:: [writing to Ecklie] "Conrad, I know the budget is tight, but please, could I get a desk & chair, so I won't have to sit on the floor, and do my paper work":vulcan: thank you~
 
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Nick (writing): Memo to CSI Willows. Please investigate the case of my stolen desk and chair. I would have called you on my phone, but it was stolen, too.

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Eads (writing): Dear CBS. I realize you have been having money problems, but you didn't have to sell my desk and chair.

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Nick: I can't stop working these Sudoku puzzles. They're everywhere.

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Eads (writing): Dear deaf, dumb, and blind Emmy judges...
 
:lol: Dynamo1 on the deaf, dumb, and blind Emmy judges, for sure:confused:

NESTING DOLLS

SARA:: "Geez Conrad, don't you have any thing better to do, then hang out in the hallways waiting to find something you think I did wrong"?:scream:

ECKLIE:: "Hey Sidle, you've got it all wrong this time, want some coffee"?:shifty:

SARA:: "NO thank's, I want to get back to work, your weird and creepy":rolleyes:

ECKLIE:: "OK then you on suspension, till furthur notice":evil:

SARA:: "Fine, anything to get away from you":vulcan:
 
Sara: No, Ecklie, I don't want to see your high school yearbook picture. I don't care how much hair you had back then.

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Sara: You wrote fan fic stories of you and ME? How gross!

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Sara: No, I WON'T swear on your Curious George book that you are the best supervisor in Las Vegas.
 
Sara: No, Ecklie, I don't want to see your high school yearbook picture. I don't care how much hair you had back then.

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Sara: You wrote fan fic stories of you and ME? How gross!

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Sara: No, I WON'T swear on your Curious George book that you are the best supervisor in Las Vegas.

:guffaw: brilliant as always~

PLEDGING MR. JOHNSON

WARRICK:: "I'm not making this up pal, I did get stabbed , here's the proof, see":eek:

NICK:: "Did you go to the hospital"?:confused:

WARRICK:: "Hell yes, call them if you don't believe me":scream:

NICK:: "It look's more like a wire, come on buddy, tell me the truth"
 
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Gary Dourdan: I didn't have to show this wireless mike; I could have just told you. I just want to please my fans by showing my chest.

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Warrick: When I told you to sing, it wasn't for the police. It was for Simon, Paula, and Randy. They are holding auditions here in Vegas this week.

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Warrick: I just gotta remove this shirt. It itches too much. Must be one of Grissom's experiments.

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Gary Dourdan: Okay, CBS. Take the shirt back. But I'm not giving back the pants before I leave.

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Warrick: Let's get ready to rummmmmble!
 
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Those were all hysterical Dynamo1:guffaw:

I-15 MURDERS S/1

BRASS:: "Whoa, back on the truck guys, what the hell are you doing"?:eek:

GRISSOM:: "It's OK Jim, I've got it covered":shifty:

BRASS:: "What is this a party in the desert":rolleyes:
 
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Paul Guilfoyle: What's this, Bill?
William Petersen: CBS sent a truck to help Gary Dourdan pack up and move out.

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Brass: What now? Auditioning for Chippendales?

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Brass: Nothing to see here, pal. Just KEEP ON TRUCKIN'.

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Guilfoyle: An armed escort? What are you carrying? Gold? Payroll?
Driver: No, Fishbourne's recliner, pool table, spa, and jukebox. CBS sent them.
Petersen: recliner? I never got a recliner! And I'm an executive producer. Waaaaaah.
 
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:lol: all great Dyanmo1

ORGAN GRINDER

GREG:: "Ah, Cath your embarassing me":alienblush:

CATH:: "It's OK Greggie, we know you didn't mean to cause the explosion":vulcan:

GREG:: "What, you caused it, don't push the blame on me":confused:

CATH:: "SHHH, calm down Greg, it'll be fine":shifty:

GREG:: "HMMM, shucks your right, I'm fine":)
 
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Catherine: Wake up Greggie. It's time to go home.

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Catherine: For your great work on the last case, I dub thee Sir Greggo.

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Catherine: ...and if you don't find your comb soon, I'll shave your head.

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Catherine: There, there. Don't worry. We'll find your teddy bear.
 
Greg: Cath, when did you gain the ability to heal? The sore on my shoulder is all gone now and there's no scarring!
 
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