Both wine and bread at confirmation were fake and this small site might just attract others that experienced the same. Critical voices? Those that participate? Who knows. For those that find sympathy with a walk on the wild sides of life, mountains, rivers or forests but do not pretend to escape. Other bits and pieces the news and also odds and sods that cry out "leave it off mate". Justly a lark and maybe the lark. But the lark will often land on the cactus.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
EIGHTY EIGHT IS TWO FAT LADIES
Roll up roll up, smack arse and slide in with the ripples. No need for oil.
Reminds me of the story of a drunk staggering down the road when two nuns are walking in the opposite direction.
As the nuns approach him they wonder which way to walk to avoid him as he staggers. The road is busy so they can't walk off the pavement, so they decide to separate, with one going each side of him.
As they pass the drunk he stops. Then after a moment he turns around, stares at the nuns, and says:
Now you're back - thank goodness! - there's no need to be vulgar.
ReplyDeleteReminds me of the story of a drunk staggering down the road when two nuns are walking in the opposite direction.
ReplyDeleteAs the nuns approach him they wonder which way to walk to avoid him as he staggers. The road is busy so they can't walk off the pavement, so they decide to separate, with one going each side of him.
As they pass the drunk he stops. Then after a moment he turns around, stares at the nuns, and says:
"How the fuck did she do that!"
Tri(ed) me best me ole hearty and still you give me the clockwork orange deal. Be vulgar I will. Banned in the UK, of course.
ReplyDeleteLoved the blonde bit.
Did I wish you a happy birthday? If not I do so now.
Happy birthday.
Double virgins?
ReplyDeleteGo for it Ben i boy.
You have nothing to lose but your ....
Hello there, zola. Just thought I'd pop in and say hello.
ReplyDeleteNo double virgins in the Burrow!
ReplyDeleteBy Order
The Crafty Chambermaid is quite enough to cope with, and she isn't even a single virgin.
ReplyDeleteBring me a double virgin, please, Ben dear - sorry, I meant a double pink gin!
ReplyDeleteAbout time too, big man.
ReplyDeleteGood to see you - but where have you been?
ReplyDeleteOn her wedding day, my Mother was advised by her Father never to ask her Husband where he had been!
ReplyDeleteProbably applies to absent bloggers too. He'll tell us if he wants to.
Tell? Will not ! Not tell I will.
ReplyDeleteAnd there you have it it a nutty shell.
Should never have returned to the UK. It was not good for me.
I thought that had something to do with it! Hope you'll soon recover fully from the ill effects.
ReplyDeleteAnyways, it's great to have you back with us.
Damn it if old swazikiknikers can do it so can I.
ReplyDeleteSuspect the football but ......
we'll see if I can do it. :)
ReplyDeleteDamn it Swagi I am more north than you. Great to see you again me old.
ReplyDeleteHow are the twins and things in your neck of the woods?