Mornin' Good Peeps
Sad news from Elise about one of our long standing friends over on the PCC forums
DAMN IT ALL!
So, all the more reason for we
BOLLOCKEERS
to
CRANK UP THE VOLUME
&
RISE TO NEW HEIGHTS OF SILLINESS
BOLLOCKS TO PCa
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Oops, and let's not forget our lovely ladies:
ReplyDeleteBIRTHDAY ALERT:
ReplyDeleteOne special guy has a big birthday 7th Feb....And, not naming names......but you'd have to post the greeting tonight UK time if he's to see it when he wakes!
I wondered when it was, thanks George. 2 more at the weekend !
ReplyDeleteTime to put the animals back on to cheer us up.!!!!!!!!!!!!
IMPORTANT MESSAGE
You've no doubt heard about people who have been abducted and had
their kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves.
My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few years
ago. I went to sleep and woke up with someone else's thighs.
It was just that quick. The replacements had the texture of
cooked oatmeal. Whose thighs were these and what happened to
Mine? I spent the entire summer looking for my thighs.
Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my
life in jeans. And then the thieves struck again.
My arse was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they
took pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they had
stuck me with earlier. But my new arse was attached at least
three inches lower than my original! I realized I'd have to
give up my jeans in favour of long skirts.
Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One
morning I was fixing my hair and was horrified to see the
flesh of my upper arm swing to and fro with the motion of
the hairbrush. This was really getting scary - my body was
being replaced one section at a time. What could they do to
Me next?
When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with
a turkey neck, I decided to tell my story. Women of the
world wake up and smell the coffee! Those 'plastic' surgeons
are using REAL replacement body parts - stolen from you and
Me! The next time someone you know has something 'lifted',
Look again - was it lifted from you?
THIS IS NOT A HOAX. This is happening to women everywhere
Every night.
WARN YOUR FRIENDS!
P. S. Last year I thought someone had stolen my Boobs. I was
lying in bed and they were gone! But when I jumped out of
bed, I was relieved to see that they had just been hiding in
my armpits as I slept. Now I keep them hidden in my
waistband.
I thought this was too 'important' not to pass on. Have a
wonderful day - with a joy filled heart. Always remember to
Laugh!! Helps the heart AND the wrinkles!!
P.P.S. Those same thieves just came into my closet and shrank my clothes! How do they do that.
NOT THAT ANY OF OUR GIRLS ARE OLD ENOUGH, OR DECREPIT YET, THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE TO LOOK FORWARD TO....
ReplyDeleteAwwww don't be so pessimistic Chris.
ReplyDeleteOur ladies are wonderful, and they'll always look like this.
What's happened to that spirit of Kamikaze optimism and your pink coloured specs??
I always have my cerise tinted glasses on!!
Another one to ponder...
ReplyDeleteTHIS COULDN'T BE MORE LITERAL
NOW COULD IT!!!!
Senior citizens are constantly being criticized for every conceivable deficiency of the modern world, real or imaginary. We know we take responsibility for all we have done and do not blame others.
HOWEVER, upon reflection, we would like to point out that it was NOT the senior citizens who took:
The melody out of music,
The pride out of appearance,
The courtesy out of driving,
The romance out of love,
The commitment out of marriage,
The responsibility out of parenthood,
The togetherness out of the family,
The learning out of education,
The service out of patriotism,
The Golden Rule from rulers,
The nativity scene out of cities,
The civility out of behaviour,
The refinement out of language,
The dedication out of employment,
The prudence out of spending,
The ambition out of achievement or
God out of government and school.
And we certainly are NOT the ones who eliminated patience and tolerance from personal relationships and interactions with others!!
And, we do understand the meaning of patriotism, and remember those who have fought and died for our country.
Just look at the Seniors with tears in their eyes and pride in their hearts as they stand at attention with their hand over their hearts!
YES, I'M A SENIOR CITIZEN!
I'm the life of the party..... even if it lasts until 8 p.m.
I'm very good at opening childproof caps... with a hammer.
I'm awake many hours before my body allows me to get up.
I'm smiling all the time because I can't hear a thing you're saying.
I'm sure everything I can't find is in a safe secure place, somewhere.
I'm wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that's just my left leg.
I'm beginning to realize that aging is not for wimps.
Yes, I'm a SENIOR CITIZEN and I think I am having the time of my life!
Spread the laughter
Share the cheer
Let's be happy
You kow, we've been talking about our lttle foxes quite a lot today - on this blog, and on the one about The 'LOL' Amazonian Warriors.
ReplyDeleteSooooooo, this heartfelt plea from Pauline in London has come in at a perfect time:
LMAO. I love that one 'Lil Duck.
ReplyDeleteI need a T-shirt with that slogan. It might help fend off awkward questions like:
Name?.............Ermmm
Address?..........Ermmmmmm
Date of birth?.....Ermmmmmmmm
Telephone number? Ermmmmmmmmmmmm
I think you all know what I mean! lol