Undies in November

[beagle]

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three words reggie?
i. amma. fuck-up.

but enough about me, lets talk about you....

...whadda ya think of me......?

ha, a poor attempt at hoom-or.

[byebyebridgetjones]

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Just a quick note before I go hori.....on Lifestyle Channel now there is a replay of Grand Designs Kelly and Masoko the timber framed house....classic Kevin......
OMFG Froglette` ......settle petal.....

[sunshinetoday]

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Hey Y?ll,
Just did a read back. Love you all.
Beags, nice to see you. Don't worry about a stuff up, it happens. No reason to beat yourself up love.

Hiya Reg.

Ella, I am thinking of you. This is definitely the place to come and vent and share. Everyone is really lovely and good at listening.

[byebyebridgetjones]

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Reggie;1213646 wrote: Dear Ella dont worry PLEASE .!!.....The throat thing ( yours) ...I can understand youre personal worry ...I am ALOT older than you and have experienced what you have in terms of lumps and stuff over many years..be careful I once diagnosed my self ( after a 12 hour google) with liver degeneration 3 years ago because I dropped a poo at work that under its certain luminous light made it look... white.... Instantly :bigcry: I think my past drinking habits have caused it !!! ( the white poo).....HECK I even thought I gave my dog Olive one of my mystery lumps once ...point being YOU WILL BE OK ( dont do google diagnostics not that you did ......my projection)..you are ok ..ok ..ok ..everything is gonna be fine..... Google does mislead and create drama ..funny thing is I am talking to me self and I am just trying to make you feel better ..but I hope I haven't just made ya day worse ...

sorry about the white poo analogy ..I have no idea some times.... but it was a real situation.

Any way spose i should shut up
take care

You Google too much dude.....:H
Rooly off now.....

[beagle]

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Reggie;1213646 wrote: be careful I once diagnosed my self ( after a 12 hour google) with liver degeneration 3 years ago because I dropped a poo at work that under its certain luminous light made it look... white.... Instantly

jay-zeus reggie a white poo at work. well don't that beat all!
google is never a friend when it comes to diagnoses, animal OR human.
a certain few of my clients have lost an animal because they google thinkin they know what the prob is, then wait those precious days before seeking the correct TRAINED info....
now i'm sounding fanatical & i'm sorry but this has happened to me recently...fuckin idiots.
& the consequences were huge. me being reported, nearly going to lose my license, being fined. from another vet, the stupid bitch. sorry, sorry, but at least i can voice my thoughts here, i trust you all know it's just gabblings, not directed at anyone.
ah look nighty nighty best i get my sorry arse into bed & sleep.

do you know what? as i "love the questions" (my lovely counsellor told me this, she is a gem!) i have realised that one of the "excuses" for my drinking is becuase i prefer to sleep,perchance to dream, of things & times & places which are not right here, right now.
so i'd rather be asleep than awake. do you get my drift?

ah well nighto everyone here. i know that you know that i know that you know.
& thank you for it.
best huggage i can give right now is brief & conservative. self-preservative.

[beagle]

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there's a bushfire raging out of control in margaret river - a pristine wine-growing & nature haven in the southwest - already a thousand odd hectares gone, & 12 homes. i really hope that those brave fire-fighters can weave their magic & get it under control, partic as we are heading towards very hot & windy days ahead. i feel for those poor people who have already lost their homes. very sad for them.

[Ellaq]

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Thinking of all those people down there tonight. Also thinking of the elderly man who drove into a train around the corner last night......with the sun in his eyes they reckon he didn't see the barrier come down.

Reggie......Hope for the best and plan for the worst.....well at least look at the possibilities. I am not a panicker by nature and I seem to be riding it out very well. Would like some answer soon though....

20 homes now destroyed......so sad for those homeowners.

[tawnyfrog]

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Morning all,

This has been puzzling me all night. Just what, exactly, is that woman doing?

Rags;1213537 wrote:

[byebyebridgetjones]

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Morning Folk.There are some pretty grim things happening in the country now.
One of them is that Paul Keating just appeared on ABC Breakfast :H
Man has he gotten old......

[byebyebridgetjones]

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tawnyfrog;1213894 wrote: Morning all,

This has been puzzling me all night. Just what, exactly, is that woman doing?

Showing the kiddie the big boat.....see, you could have had a full night's sleep....

[tawnyfrog]

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byebyebridgetjones;1213895 wrote:
One of them is that Paul Keating just appeared on ABC Breakfast :H
Man has he gotten old......

... but still sharp as a tack and witty as ever ...

[tawnyfrog]

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byebyebridgetjones;1213896 wrote: Showing the kiddie the big boat.....see, you could have had a full night's sleep....

Bugger. Didn't register that that was a kiddie ... Might go back to bed now.

[byebyebridgetjones]

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It does look like she's planning to do something trully anti social on the esplanade.

[tawnyfrog]

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byebyebridgetjones;1213900 wrote: It does look like she's planning to do something trully anti social on the esplanade.

Yep. Obviously a city woman because a country gal would have backed into the relative privacy offered by the foliage ...

[techie]

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to get you in the holiday spirit...

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the shack
Not a creature was stirring, not even a shingleback
The blunnies were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that Ms. Froglet would let down her hair.

The chooks were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of beetroot danced in their heads.
And Techie on his bike and I in my cap
Had just settled in for a long arduous lap.

When out in the meds thread there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the chook forum to see what was the matter.
Away to the MWO site I flew like a mite,
To see that many members had been drawn into a fight.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave a luster of midday to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes ever ready
But Rags in scuba gear and eight tiny teddies,
With a little old camera so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment she'd be sending a pic.

More rapid than eagles Mr. G's coursers they came,
And he sang and strummed and called them by name:
"Now, Blondie! Now, Bridget! Now, Beagle and Saph!
On, Happy! On, Sunshine! On Miss Behavin and Ellaq!
To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall!
Now, dash away! Dash away! Dash away, all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
New life was forming, Sunshine told the thread why,
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew,
With a sleigh full of banana boxes, is it pink or is it blue.

And then in a twinkling I heard Bridget enjoy,
Spending a lot of time with the kid she calls boy.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Down to Austarlia Techie came with a bound.

He was dressed all in Ralph Lauren from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all clean not a sign of bush soot.
A bundle of hope was not looking for pity,
And he looked like a slickster straight from New York City.

His eyes - how they twinkled! His voice ? wasn't shrill!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a vented mandrel!
His droll little mouth was drawn up very tight,
And the cleft on his chin was covered in vegamite.

The stump of his airline ticket he kept secure in his bags,
As he headed to find Mr. & Mrs. Rags.
He had a kind face was a sharp like a eagle,
And he'd go coast-to-coast till he found Beagle.

He was in fairly good shape, one of them good reliable fellers,
And could do more hard work than a mate they called Mellors.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word but went straight to his work,
And filled all the Roos stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose like he knew,
He missed Miss Behaving, he rose and he flew.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle
And away they all flew like the drone of a missile.
But I heard him exclaim ere he drove out of sight,
"G'day to all and to all a good night!"