brew time here we go...
hiya pie how did the garage sale go ?hope it went well...I love the craic of haggling...both doing and recieving...with doing it the trick is not to be insulting with your offer..when recieving it turn it into a joke etc fr instance ..something at $5...how much is that? you ..$6 them.. but it says 5 on the ticket you ...lets deal in the middle ground 5.50 .. them ..but it says 5 you ..tell you what...youve got a crackiing smile and its just won me over ...ok 5 dollars it is.. the only place I wont do it is in charity shops..
hiya Sam...how did the toonz go mate?well I hope...
hiya pauly...hows you then?all good ...yep I luv the equivalent of your $ stores too..went to the charity shop today ...brand new McKenzie t shirt and a tresspass duoskin top $7...bargain..probably $30 worth...but tbh its because I like them..and hunting barginz..still cant find a boogie tho....
hiya Lav...well how did plant world go then?what did you get?..heres a brew to talk it over with ..
hiya kuya ...in the fat cats game nothing surprises me..look at the politicians here at the moment all this crap about tax evasion etc ..the arseholes are making it up as they go along and the eu referendum? another joke...well it would be if it was funny..glad you are doing well on the no sugar diet ......speaking of which....
hiy ns ...back in snow?took this yesterday...no its not dirty windows ..its snowing outside!!
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yep the little bottle scenario...wonder how many of us have done that one....hope you are well ..
hiya det and ppqp...hope you are both doing good...
right folks offski be good ..
As the hostess at the casino buffet showed me to my table, I asked her to keep an eye out for my husband, who would be joining me momentarily. I started to describe him: “He has gray hair, wears glasses, has a potbelly …”
She stopped me there. “Honey,” she said, “today is senior day. They all look like that.”
Poor Old fool,” thought the well-dressed gentleman as he watched an old man fish in a puddle outside a pub. So he invited the old man inside for a drink. As they sipped their whiskeys, the gentleman thought he’d humor the old man and asked, “So how many have you caught today?”
The old man replied, “You’re the eighth.”
When a soldier came to the clinic where I work for an MRI, he was put into the machine by an attractive, young technician. Sometime later, when the examination was over, he was helped out of the machine by a far older woman. The soldier remarked, “How long was I in there for?”
After trick-or-treating, a teen takes a shortcut home through the cemetery. Halfway across, he’s startled by a tapping noise coming from the misty shadows. Trembling with fear, he spots an old man with a hammer and chisel, chipping away at a headstone.
“I thought you were a ghost,” says the relieved teen. “What are you doing working so late?”
“Oh, those idiots,” grumbles the old man. “They misspelled my name!”
While he was visiting, my father asked for the password to our Wi-Fi.
“It’s taped under the modem,” I told him.
After three failed attempts to log on, he asked, “Am I spelling this right? T-A-P-E-D-U-N-D-E-R-T-H-E-M-O-D-E-M?”
In the hardware store, a clerk asked, “Can I help you find anything?”
“How about my misspent youth,” joked my husband.
The clerk shot back, “We keep that in the back, between world peace and winning lottery tickets.”
L.A. public pools don’t have lifeguards—[they] have life coaches. If they see you struggling in the water, they say, “Are you happy with the decisions you’re making?” and give you a pamphlet for a yoga studio.
I couldn’t decide whether to go to Salt Lake City or Denver for vacation, so I called the airlines to get prices. “Airfare to Denver is $300,” the cheery salesperson replied.
“And what about Salt Lake City?”
“We have a really great rate to Salt Lake—$99,” she said “But there is a stopover.”
“Where?”
“In Denver,” she said.
During college, I worked on a conveyor belt. One day, I was on a blind date, and she asked me about my job.
“I work at the end of a belt,” I said.
With an ebullient smile, she asked, “Are you the buckle?”
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