AFTER CONTINUOUS RAIN SINCE YESTERDAY AFTERNOON....ITS NOW DRYISH.......OFFICIAL DROUGHT BEEN ANNOUNCED THIS WAY TO.....UMMMM.
jUST LIKE TO PAY TRIBUTE TO A GREAT COMEDIAN,WHO MADE YOU FEEL GOOD,WHATEVER THE JOKE.....ITS A CRACKER HIMSELF.
FRANK CARSON..R.I.P.
Here is a collection of Frank's crackers...
* My father fought in World War I single-handedly destroyed the Germans' lines of communication. He ate their pigeon.
* Paddy calls a wrong number at 3am. "Is that O'Malley's Bar?" he asks. "No it's not, this is a private residence." "Oh, I must have the wrong number. Sorry to have troubled you," says Paddy. "Ah it's no trouble," says the stranger. "I had to get up to answer the phone anyway."
* A fella walks into a pet shop and says: “Give me a wasp.” The shopkeeper replies: “We don’t sell wasps.” He says: “There’s one in the window.”
* Someone threw a petrol bomb at Alex Higgins once. He drank it.
* A man goes into Boots and says: “Have you got Viagra?” “Do you have a prescription?” asks the chemist. “No,” he replies, “But I’ve got a photograph of the wife...”
* A fella walked into hospital and the doctor said: “You’ve got three minutes to live.” The man said: “Can you do something for me?” “Yes,” he said. “I’ll boil you an egg.”
* I don't think my wife likes me very much. When I had a heart attack she wrote for an ambulance.
* A fella said to the doctor: “What’s the good news?” “You’ve got 24 hours to live.” He says: “What’s the bad news?” And the doc says: “We should have told you yesterday.”
* I rang British Telecom. I said, “I want to report a nuisance caller.” He said: "Not you again.”
* My uncle Jimmy took liver salts twice a day for 40 years. He died on Sunday, was buried Wednesday and the following Friday they had to go to the cemetery to beat his liver to death with a stick.
* My wife said to me: “If you won the lottery, would you still love me?” I said: “Of course I would. I’d miss you, but I’d still love you.”
* An Irishman's wife gave birth to twins. Her husband demanded to know who the other man was.
* Have you heard about the Irishman who reversed into a car boot sale and sold the engine?
WELL HAVE THE LURGY TODAY,& I NEED A TONIC...
G & T WILL DO NICELY.............HAVE A GENTLE DAY ALL
That is a nice tribute, he will be missed, his humour wasn't smutty like many of the later commedians.
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Gooooood Mornin' All,
ReplyDeleteNice jokes there, John. His catchphrase 'It's A Cracker' will live on forever.
And here's a real 'cracker' (literally) from poor Bev.......her email to me yesterday:
OK Guys, where's all our hospital, and leg-over jokes? Come to think of it, we may even need some 'hubby killing' cartoons.
Get busy!! LMAO
Don't be too hard on him, Bev, lol
ReplyDeleteSorry to read that Bev....xx...& hope not to serious .........
ReplyDeleteSee you had presence of mind to send George a post of your recent trip..!!!!
Get well soon my luvely.......
Just an hossy cartoon........but don't it ring true....
There will be murder in this house before the weekend finishes. You couldn't make it up, he brought me up a flask of coffee as I cannot get downstairs and the silly sod did not leave a cup!!!
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I told ya Bev.......we'll be seeing a newsflash from Bristol.......' Newly retired husband axed to death', lol
ReplyDeleteBloody 'ell John, dontcha just HATE those hospital gowns??
First time I was admitted, I put the gown on back to front! (TRUE!) Duh!
By the way, look what I found on a costume hire site:
YOURS???
love the piccies! Why doesn't it surprise me you put it on back to front!!!!!
ReplyDeleteIt won't be axed to death it will be bobit or boilit!!! I am sure his brain cell went when they blasted his prostate.
xxxxx
I like your style, Bev! lol
ReplyDeletePlease don't do a Bobbit on poor Ian......how about something a little less drastic?
now there's an idea!!! Just think how I could decorate them!!!
ReplyDeleteAwwwwww
ReplyDeleteGet doggon better soon.....xx
George......
pmsl
LMAO
ReplyDeleteYeah but no but yeah but.....
After all that, I need a drink.
ReplyDeleteMike, can you send a crate to Bev? We'all all chip in, LMAO
ReplyDeletethats cruel!!!
ReplyDeleteBev, by not giving you a cup, he was hoping you would make it last....... Hope you are up and hobbling about soon.
ReplyDeleteEwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww (and I'm not referring to a female sheep!)
ReplyDeleteI wondered why my missus has been insisting she'd fill our fuel tank every week recently:
ReplyDeleteNow that picture has given me an idea, Ian where are you, your shower is ready!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that picture cheered you up, Bev.
ReplyDeleteWhen did/does he retire ? he'll be under your feet allday now....
Here's a very sweet message from PAULINE:
ReplyDeleteTypical 'Toon' mothers. LMAO
Ouch.......!!!!.....I really hope your 'member' is not too damaged Chris......pmsl
ReplyDeleteIn my case.....Val has a part time job mornings thats gets us both up.......then in afternoons we can do
whatever together......Like this afternoon walking around Pevensey Castle with dog in lovely sun (reached 60f)
Hahaha................good one George....
Mine's not that big !!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLike everything else, it's shrunk with age !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ian retires tomorrow x
ReplyDeleteBev? Why you mentioning poor Ian as soon as Chris reports 'shrinkage'??? You're a cruel woman!! LMAO
ReplyDeleteHey Chris..........stop sucking the liquorice sticks mate........
ReplyDelete& no more ice cold baths....
lmao....
PMSL. 'Ice one' John!
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