brew time it is ...
hiya Lav ..how are you then?all good I hope ..an opossum on the dorrstep?all we get is slugs n snails ...oh and muppets trying to sell you stuff and show you the light etc..so a fine brew awaits you here....hows your daughter doing?still no word from the other parties concerned?anyways hope you have a good day....ac turned itself on ?yep so did our heating!!!
hiya pie ..wow hows you doing?is that all your studying done now?just waiting for submission?so whats new on the dawg front?as for the little tommys..heres an idea..its nice ..pierce them and add them whole to scrambled eggs as you are making it..tastes lovely
hiya Sam....how are you doing mate?that is apart from procrastinating...all well on the lands?
hiya pauly..hows you today then?hopefully well ..like my bougie its doing ace in the kitchen its masseeeev..well compared to what it was...tunza new growth on it..was thinking ..heres a little plan..ok so you dont like beer and yet you drink it?dunno how that works but I kind of guess its not how but the result that you want..ok so next time you want to drink..try this one..firstly dont have any booze in the house..secondly when you feel like chugging it work out how much you would spend on booze..next get that money n wrap it up.. next move go out as normal as if you were going to buy booze,give money to GEN homeless person...see how you feel ..it may or may not work anything is worth a shot...somewhere out there is a method that will work for you..we jist gotta find it...
hiya ppqp.. so you have been short listed for the job..seems to be a lotta stuff going on for this job...there are less hoops to jump thru to be president of the us......mind you.......hope all is well with you..
hey tt...easy solution to mice problem burn the roof down..we have got those plug in things that emit a noise that yoomans cant hear...and so far they seem to work..they definitely work for elephants..havent seen one round here for ages.....fingers xd on the job front for you...
hi sk ... hey I speak in tongues all the time!!!no one understands what I say either...as you so rightly say..each to their own whether beliefs or lifestyle...as long as it doesnt affect you ..as for support..I know it aint a lot but we are here..your son was right .my wabbits could do anything and get away with it!!hope you are good...
starty and well done you ..hope all is good and you are feeling better...
big shout to all here ,not here but want to stop..go on try it..
I saw a tramp sleeping inside a big cardboard box outside the train station this morning.
Not wanting to disturb him, I crept over and put a Starbucks coffee cup on top of his box.
He immediately woke up and said, "Thank you."
"No problem." I smiled.
He looked at me again and said, "It's empty."
I said, "I know, it's meant to be a chimney."
Playing Mommy And Daddy
Little Johnny rushes home from school. He invades the fridge and is scooping out some cherry vanilla ice cream when his mother enters the kitchen. She says, "Put that away, Little Johnny. You can't have ice cream now. It's too close to supper time. Go outside and play."
Little Johnny whimpers and says, "There's no one to play with."
Trying to placate him, she says, "OK, I'll play with you. What do you want to play?"
"I wanna play 'Mummy and Daddy,'" Little Johnny whines in reply.
Trying not to register surprise, and to further appease him, she says, "Fine, I'll play. What do I do?"
Little Johnny says, "You go up to the bedroom and lie down as if you're taking a nap." Figuring that she can easily control the situation, Mum goes upstairs.
Little Johnny, acting a bit cocky, swaggers down the hall and opens the coat cupboard. He puts on his fathers old fishing hat. As he starts up the stairs, he notices a cigarette butt in the ashtray on the end table. He picks it up and slips it in the corner of his mouth.
At the top of the stairs he moves to the bedroom doorway. His mother raises her head and asks, "What do I do now?"
In a gruff manner, Little Johnny says, "Get your ass downstairs and get that kid some ice cream!"
I've just got back from holiday in Australia. I had a great time but it didn't get off to a good start.
At border control, the Immigration Officer asked me if I had a criminal record.
He wasn't too pleased when said I didn't know you still needed one!
Five-year-old Matt, worked with a speech therapist on the 'ch' sound, which came out sounding like a 'k' sound. The therapist asked him to say chicken. His response sounded more like kitchen.
They tried again and again, but it always came out kitchen. Undeterred, she pushed him for one more try.
Matt sighed and said, “Why don’t we just call it a duck?”
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