Saturday Sleepless ?

Good Morning Bollockeers xx




Disaster !!!!


Awake at 0530am ! WTF !!!!!!

After a less than restful night, I was hoping for a looooong lie in this morning
[Morning Mr Hardy xx]

Definitely not enough Whisky for me last night then !

However, I see Phil's Pussy had a skinful .... Told you to keep the cat flap in your Fire-Water shed shut Big Guy !

So, what's the plan this weekend then Bollockeers ? Anything exciting happening ?

I have faithfully promised James to do some work in the garden this weekend [yeah right, like that's gonna happen !]

However, looks like it's gonna be a beautiful day in The Rebel County, so I could well be enticed outdoors for some recreational activities !
LMAO !

Whatever you get up to today Bollockeers, make it a relaxing one !

XXX

A Special One For George This Morning xx

An English ventriloquist visiting Wales walks into a Small village and sees a local sitting on his veranda patting his dog.

He figures he'll have a little fun, so he says to the taff

'Gooday, mind if I talk to your dog?'

Villager: 'The dog doesn't talk, you stupid English b-----d.'

Ventriloquist: 'Hello dog, how's it going mate?'

Dog: 'Yeah, doin' all right.'

Taff: (look of extreme shock)

Ventriloquist: 'Is this villager your owner?' (pointing at the Villager)

Dog: 'Yep'

Ventriloquist: 'How does he treat you?'

Dog: 'Yeah, real good. He walks me twice a day, feeds me great food And takes me to the lake once a week to play.'

Taff: (look of utter disbelief)

Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your horse?'

Taff: 'Uh, the horse doesn't talk either...I think.'

Ventriloquist: 'Hey horse, how's it going?'

Horse: 'Cool'

Taff: (absolutely dumbfounded)

Ventriloquist: 'Is this your owner?' (Pointing at the villager)

Horse: 'Yep'

Ventriloquist: How does he treat you?

Horse: 'Pretty good, thanks for asking. He rides me regularly, Brushes me down often and keeps me in the shed to protect me from the Elements.'

Taff: (total look of amazement)

Ventriloquist: 'Mind if I talk to your sheep?'

Taff: (in a panic) 'The sheep's a liar……'