I see you are an acolyte of that other Eastern deity, Sneaka Luk.
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I see you are an acolyte of that other Eastern deity, Sneaka Luk.
Haha! If she knows you're living in the same county, I bet she does know who's watching - more care needed there or you'll be trying to do two birds with one stone!
Funny thing about humans: if they live at height, in an apartment block or on a hill, they forget that vision works two ways and that their magnificent view is busy watching them as they look at the view.
Tower crane drivers are aware of this.
Too funny- You're making my Saturday.
Actually you are causing me to waste my Saturday!
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First we must have some theme music:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnbiRDNaDeo
Jocky,
Now swing that scope toward the constellation Andromeda but don’t “strain” your eyes.
Good, now look North by Northwest and here we see Cassiopeein in the Big Dipper.
Now follow the arc to Arcturus where we find him shakin his Bootes.
But Sirius ly, you must not trifle with Mrs. Jocky or you’ll be spending the night in the Canis Major house.
Or worse still, she’ll accuse you of being a Lyra and force you to sleep in the Vega.
What’s this sticky mess on the eyepiece? Have you been eating Milky Way bars again?
Never mind about that let us turn our eyes to the south and behold the greatest *** tronomical spectacle of all time; Klingons around Uranus.
Gilliatt
:biggrin5: Cl***ic:biggrin5:
What's with the asterisks?
Have donkeys suddenly become illegal? Didn't Jesus ride an ***?
yeah, but we don;t want some *%^$* thinking that you can *&%#ing well say ''@?~=+ on the ##*&+ computer. For **#@=+$! sake!!
I assume this is some kind of error....
Why classic and not assume?
Scher is playing with us - it's not 1st April is it?
Nah, I just didn't want to offend the delicate sensibilites of the average member, so a few things got deleted. You can't be too ******* careful.
Everyone starts to pretend to swear, and what happens? - I've got a Laura Ashley Google ad !!!
Are they seeking to change their core customer demigraphic profile? What next, pink shell suits among the twin sets? Nylon leopard print curtains? Name change to Shazza Ashley? It will hit Mrs P hard.
Nylon leopard print curtains, for that electric shock first thing in the morning!
Tack, tat and useless plastic rubbish. it's the foundations of the Western and Eastern economy. Where would Christmas be without it I ask?
Why, it might even become a pagan festival, with little bearing on Christianity!
Nylon, indeed!! Have they never heard of venetian blinds, or those heavy, maroon brocade ones you can get cheap if you can get to an Indian restaurant that's being refurbished. Admittedly, the house smells a bit strange for a few months, but think of the beer tokens you've saved!!
I heard that Harpo was a fairy queen and traded his croc wallet for the dog:smilewinkgrin:
I don't know, Jocky, maybe Mrs J was also looing at Heathers red roses instead of the "red planet":cool:
:blush2: I guess the semi-truck drivers did see what we were doing on the freeways in our younger and more athletic days:rolleyes:
Speaking of our younger and more athletic days:banana::banana::banana:
...someone get my smelling salts; I think I feel the vapors coming on:angelsad2:
I think I saw him the other day in the ladies room:goof:
:lol::thumbs_up
Haha! You remind me of a great story.
One of my former lovers - a blonde stunner, funnily enough - was a complete exhibitionist who used to drive an automatic car with her left leg resting on the centre console to see how many truck drivers just about lost control. (right hand drive)
Baaaad girl.
But lots of fun!
She also used to come into my office and make like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct. My secretary - an older, but fun bird - used to come and tell me that "that sexy-lookin' one had arrived".
:D
That's the down-side of working at home. All I get is the missus bringing in a coffee now and again, which I appreciate, or else the cat comes in looking for food, passes wind and leaves again, which I do not appreciate.
Ha! Rumbled! Mind you, these days, I'd probably need an osteopath!
Funny enough Mr Macpherson came to my door in a very threatening posture, unfortunately for him the military training kicked in. He is now in wards 2, 3, 7, and 10 of the local hospital. He "may me gone for some time". :)
A brand new anorak is in the post. As to Klingons around Uranus, you really need to look after your personal hygeine. ;)
:lol:
One peeping Tom in the household is quite sufficient thank you very much. :)
Any post that can contain Klingons, Uranus, Peeping Toms and Anoraks in one go deserves the Nobel Prize for Literature - twice!
This is the thread Dafydd - aliens and ale, women and the world cup, beer and banking, google and whatnot. It is the home of the wise and experienced - though not at the same time.
That lets me out, mate. Experienced, without a doubt, but wise? I don't think so!
Just the ticket! No smart***es are allowed, or else Parker, when he returns will have to have a word. I wonder when he's due back?
Fortuantely, I was never the one driving; I don't know if it's true, but I hear men have better hand:eye coordination. I was always dating fellows that wanted to try athetics at 80 miles an hour...bumped my head on the steering wheel a few times:crazy:
I'll bet you really prolonged Sharons case...:cool:
My cat thinks I'm his bi***; I haven't had a hot dinner in a year, he always uses the litter box and insists on immediate service before I sit down:ack2:
I don't guess you get alot of work done that way. I don't guess that works if the secretary isn't your wife:smile5:
One of my former sweet hearts recently teased me, stating that I would "have a heart attack" if I attempted a night of bliss:blush2::prrr:
What do you think the purpose of that was?:confused:
Well, I assumed that Mrs Jocky was keeping her eye on the red planet to insure that it wasn't going to lose gravity and come crashing through your window one night:ihih:
Which is why, even if the ladies would allow me to take part in their discussion of shoes and toe nail fungi cures, I would still be haunting this thread:gnorsi:
I'm like your basic scientist; I keep retesting the experiences to see if I got them right the first time:rolleyes:
Here, Here, My warm beer is cooling off...
While driving down the M1 last year, Mrs P's lipstick rolled across the top of the dash and dropped into my footwell. (Why do they feel the need to touch up their face every 5 mins) I'm sure you've guessed the rest, as she was struggling to retrieve it, a coach full of the recently pubescent drew along side, a friendly group, grinning, cheering and waving as they slowly slid by. It was at least 20 mins before she felt the need to apply any more blusher I can tell you. I sighed wistfully and said it reminded me of the old days. A stoney silence ensued for the rest of the journey.
:lol:
Classic!
Midwinter in Auckland, but we're still getting reasonable weather - today it's around 16 deg and fine with no wind.
Apparently, this is what we can expect with global warming, so it isn't easy to sell carbon reduction around here!
A question for gentlemen to ponder:
Should we stockpile alcohol before the new 20% VAT comes into effect?
Apparently, we're down to only 126 cases of scotch and 483 of champagne.
I've tried stockpiling as much as I can, but I'm starting to feel a bit sick now, and I've had to wander upstairs 17 times in the last half hour. Itsh gettin' ekshtrmly dffictl now, but i'M doin' me besht. Pleasshe advizhe if i'm doin' thish proply. I love you, you're my besht mate.....
Perhaps Mrs. P hasn't reached her dotage where she sheds a tear for those by-gone days. It's a funny thing, though, when I look back, it seems that the air always smelled sweet, the young men never had dirty socks or bad breath....
maybe that's the thing that gets us when we are old: sharpened senses:ack2:
It is the beginning of summer here, my a/c is broken in the car and my driving arm is 3 shades darker than the other. You can feel the sun penetrate through the cotton clothes and melts you to your whities...
Tell Parker to double the rations; me and Gilliatt are sneaking past the border.
Dafydd love, I'm not sure, but I think part of your supply just splashed on the stairs:frown2:
nah, nah, thatsh the cat....jusht trippt over the shtupid ****zzzzzzzzzzz
:lol: Superb
I was once on a rugby trip to Lancashire when the coach passed a car on the inside lane with the bloke who played George Roper in The Liver birds and George and Mildred. We had a really good coach driver - Barry - who kept us neck and neck with the poor fellow for the next 5 minutes. I bet he'd never seen so many hairy grins pressed up against the bus bus window before.
http://www.online-literature.com/for...pictureid=7393
Ummm, stockpiling doesn't mean drinking it all at once!
:lol:
Yeah, I get that in summer if I drive around a lot. Looks bloody funny!
George & Mildred, that's going back some!
The other program wasn't The Liver Birds, but the one with Gilbert O'Sullivan and the two chicky flatmates - one an amazing blonde that I recall very well!
Summer here in the US. Closing in on warm and excessively humid. We had our first cook out of the year. A belated Father's Day: steaks and burgers on the grill... just finished off an interesting banana bread beer:banana: and moving on to my personal favorite: Samuel Smith Imperial Stout... a classic Miles disc blaring:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/...f410b4bc21.jpg
Miles, Jeanne Moreau, and Sam Smith... what could be finer?;)
On to the third Sam Smith and the third Miles disc... the immortal:
http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1084/...7baf3d4e54.jpg