Friday Wind.

Good Morning /Evening Friday Folk,Bright and breezy here on Teesside,,NOT exactly how I'm feeling today after consuming the homemade wine last night,,tasted great but I think it must have been infused with Ketamin!..I have decided to use the mushy pea and sprout bottles for detonating and removing old treestumps!!

Well the weekend is almost upon us and the British Grand Prix for Philip to enjoy,Hilary going to Sherri's for some peace..So just me and Gordon.

Have a Great Friday,

Cheers

Hells Angels

A little old lady decides to join the Hell’s Angels motorcycle gang. So one day she knocks on their clubhouse entrance. A big, hairy, bearded biker with tattoos all over his arms pokes his head round the door. "I want to join your club," she says. Amused, the biker humours her, claiming she needs to meet certain requirements to be part of their gang. "Do you have a motorcycle?" he says. "Yup,"" she replies. "It’s parked right over there." Both of them look round to see a flamed, black Harley chopper in the driveway. "Do you drink?" he continues. "Oh yes, like a fish," she says. "I’ll drink any man in you club under the table." "Do you smoke?" "Smoke?" she hoots. "Damn right I smoke. I smoke like a chimney. In fact I smoke three packs a day, as well as three joints, and a couple of cigars in the evening, just before I raise hell on the pool table." "Wow," says the biker, impressed. "You sound like one bad momma. But tell me: have you ever been picked up by the fuzz?" "Nope" says the old lady, "but I’ve been swung round by the nipples a few times."