Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Hump Day Bollix








Gooooooood Morning Bollockeers ! I am here ....at last....no thanks to the Bollix at Multiply again....Grrrrrrrrrrr









This site gets worse ? Or is it just me ? okay, okay, don't answer that one PLEASE
[especially George xx]



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Rainy day in store for the Rebel County today.




Mom heading home, and have really enjoyed the few days she has spent here. Don't want her to leave, but, am delighted she made it over.
George ? She said to give you a sloppy one from me........can I plead the 5th please ?!






The Captain is very quiet....not even a text, let alone a lurk of late......hope he is okay, and enjoying his hols 'darn sarf' xx







And now a little joke du jour-ette


What do you do if a Doberman Pincher starts humping your leg ? ......

........Leave him there until he is finished !!

Quack Quack !
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9 comments:

  1. john sherwood20 July 2011 at 03:46

    Morning all ..........Elise..xx.....hope your mom has a safe journey back.....

    That post on PCC....Tom. from Seaford is just down the road from me........Urologists are excellent here & renowned & do all the urology ops in Sussex........pity it was too late for me,but would have been in safe hands,although saying that my neighbour but one,was to have a 'turp'Op yesterday,but someone failed to tell him to stop taking a medication he is on,so Op was cancelled...big bummer as he has a stomach catheter at mo....
    I e.mail Tom

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  2. Elise Cotter20 July 2011 at 03:49

    Morning John xx do that, he must be wondering what the heck is going on xx It does seem a bit strange though.......Dull day here, not a lot happening. Leaving about 530pm to drop Mom at airport again.......Will pass on your good wishes xx

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  3. George Hardy20 July 2011 at 04:25

    Mornin All,



    Late as usual.....and a rugrat invasion at 9.15am doesn't help start the day well! (I moan for England when I get outta bed...Elise moans for Scotland [but only IN bed] LMAO).

    There I go...asking for a slap again, Living the 5 hours before her mum leaves in my dangerous way as usual!



    John? is there still an 'ill wind' blowing in Brighton? lol

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  4. Elise Cotter20 July 2011 at 04:47

    George ? What can I say ?? xx

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  5. George Hardy20 July 2011 at 04:51

    How about 'Quack (moan) Quack' ???

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  6. john sherwood20 July 2011 at 06:16

    HAhaha..!!!!!..George you live on the edge,a bit like Barry.... ....Just started raining here,so not bothering with the outdoor dog agility class .....

    Vals making up a flower arrangement for our neighbours (mentioned above),who are a bit down....

    Doggy Fashion in Brighton..........!!!!!!!!!!!?

    http://www.google.co.uk/maps?q=&layer=c&z=17&iwloc=A&sll=50.829388,-0.173520&cid=185101936827628734&cbp=13,109.9,-1.5,0,0&panoid=fBB84NM1t05CpLC_IF8VGQ&ei=RtImTridDsWwhAfEzqTbCQ&sa=X&oi=local_result&ct=streetview-image-link&cd=1&resnum=1&ved=0CDEQnwIoADAA

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  7. Elise Cotter20 July 2011 at 06:36

    Very frightening John ! xx Tried to zoom in on brighton Pier, but only Sat pics of that, no webcam, shame, I love Brighton xx


    PS - Yes, George DOES like to live on the edge.......of sanity !! The only reason he is so brave is because there is a sea, [missing you on here Big Guy xx] and about 571.2 kilometres (354.9 miles) between Newcastle upon Tyne and County Cork. In fact, he stayed away from me at MOS.......I have no idea why.... xx

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  8. john sherwood20 July 2011 at 10:40

    Thats not surprising Elise...xx.....I think i spoke to him two or three brief times on the Saturday.........obviously he was here, there, & everywhere making sure events ran smoothly,& of course all the other guests to meet to...Thats why a two night stay is so essential.....
    BTW Brighton pier is up for sale..!!!!!!

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  9. Terry Herbert20 July 2011 at 15:14

    Is this cautionary tale relevant in any way?? It concerns a lady who was somewhat lonely after she checked into a motel. She thought, "I'll call one of those men you see advertised in phone books for escorts and sensual massages."

    She looked through the phone book, found a full page ad for a guy calling himself Tender Tony - a very handsome man with assorted physical skills flexing in the photo. He had all the right muscles in all the right places, thick wavy hair, long powerful legs, dazzling smile, six pack abs and she felt quite certain she could bounce a sixpence off his well oiled bum..... She figured, what the heck, nobody will ever know. I'll give him a call.

    "Good evening, ma'am, how may I help you?" . . . Oh my, he sounded sooo sexy!

    Afraid she would lose her nerve if she hesitated, she rushed right in, "Hi, I hear you give a great massage, I'd like you to come to my motel room and give me one. No, wait, I should be straight with you. I'm in town all alone and what I really want is sex. I want it hot, and I want it now. Bring implements, toys, rubber, leather, whips, everything you've got in your bag of tricks.

    We'll go hot and heavy all night - tie me up, cover me in chocolate syrup and whipped cream, anything and everything, I'm ready!! Now how does that sound?"

    He said, "That sounds absolutely fantastic, but you need to press 9 for an outside line."

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