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?
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
I'll bet you really prolonged Sharons case...
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
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
One of my former sweet hearts recently teased me, stating that I would "have a heart attack" if I attempted a night of bliss
What do you think the purpose of that was?
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
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
I'm like your basic scientist; I keep retesting the experiences to see if I got them right the first time
Here, Here, My warm beer is cooling off...
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
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.
Classic!
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
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.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
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.....
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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
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![]()
nah, nah, thatsh the cat....jusht trippt over the shtupid ****zzzzzzzzzzz
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!!www.dafydd-manton.co.uk
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
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.
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Ummm, stockpiling doesn't mean drinking it all at once!
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!
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
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 beerand moving on to my personal favorite: Samuel Smith Imperial Stout... a classic Miles disc blaring:
Miles, Jeanne Moreau, and Sam Smith... what could be finer?![]()
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On to the third Sam Smith and the third Miles disc... the immortal:
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Beware of the man with just one book. -Ovid
The man who doesn't read good books has no advantage over the man who can't read them.- Mark Twain
My Blog: Of Delicious Recoil
http://stlukesguild.tumblr.com/