MORALITY TO MATHEMATICS AND MONEY DOTH FLY
It has come to pass ..............
God Damit those Lap-dancers are distracting me from me rightful duties as an old fart.
Where has all the wisdom gone .. where has wisdom gone? Far far away.
You need to sing that by the way.
If the dubious father of a certain Toni Blair would only have had a decent sex education at primary level then the Catholic-Bliar would never have had the need for a Scottish habit.
Are you saying that Scotland was the home of lap-dancers?
ReplyDeleteYes, it was - the management wouldn't pay for a decent sized dancefloor.
ReplyDeleteThere are more changes on the way.
We are now seeing people 'caught in the act' being included on the Sex Offenders Register.
I am just hoping that my DNA can't be produced from some out-of-the-way telephone box to remind me of student days.
Was the telephone box male or female or ..... ?
ReplyDeleteSmithers meets Caruthers.
ReplyDelete'You know, Old Canters got cashiered for fucking the Regimental Goat'
'Good God, was it a female goat or a male goat?'
'Course it was female, nothing strange about Old Canters'.
I had a bit of a laugh, recently, doing a Gooogle site map of dodgy places I have co-joined in.
Shocked even me - and I don't mean I sent a message 'send me to the nearest cottage' before you ask/comment.
PS Size is important enough to ensure that a telephone box presents The Merkin with few problems.
ReplyDelete"Size is important enough..."
ReplyDeleteWhen you emerge from the telephone box, Merks, are your underpants on outside your tights? And is it more a case of Smallvilley than Smallville? I don't want to know.
A smallvilly in a silicon valley?
ReplyDeleteOh how the mind doth boggle with such images flying around.
Just wait until Berlusconi gets the x-ray treatment at airport security.
Send for The Beadle!
ReplyDeleteHope he does not have an erection at the time too.
ReplyDeleteGod damit what is the world coming to?
Luckily for you, English Beadles have no jurisdiction in Scotland, and sporrantickling shenigans in tartan phone boxes are a matter for the Procurator-Fiscal.
ReplyDeleteNo sporrantickling shenigans in tartan phone boxes [or anywhere else].
ReplyDeleteBy Order
You are all Kilty as charged.
ReplyDelete'No sporrantickling shenigans in tartan phone boxes [or anywhere else].'
ReplyDeleteChance would be so lucky!
By Order
It's all mobile phones today anyway.
ReplyDeleteRumour has it that Merkin carries his mobile vibrating phone around in his right side pocket.
When it rings he smiles.
Anticant is still working out how he can carry around a gramaphone player and a typewriter and a wireless set along with his new fangled computer.
Zola seems to remain lost in words and dreams blissfully unaware.
Many is the true word.........
ReplyDeleteMy book does contain a chapter about just such a situation in a tea bar in Poland!!
I was with two beautiful women and we were all drunk as skunks after a very pleasant afternoon.
Under the cover of the table cloth, one of the ladies was persuaded to secrete her mobile and her friend then phoned her.
Real neddish behaviour which seemed like a good idea at the time.
Do you mean neddish as in Seagoon, or nerdish as in Polish tea bars?
ReplyDeleteI just am MEAN.
ReplyDeleteSofty really
Until "under the cover of the table cloth" .....
Oh well - strife goes on.
It was the only non-smoking bar in the city and I used to give one non-smoker lessons there - ie not a place used to riotous behavior.
ReplyDeleteAfterwards, I bumped into a couple of girlfriends and the party started - the bar specialized in tea but was full of beer as well.
In Britain, we would probably all be put on an Offenders List, somewhere.