Monday, 20 September 2010
Happy Tuesday People.....Nearly Hump Day
Happy Holiday Phil.....But Beware Those Bouncers
Catch ya later..............
Good Morning/Evening Monday Peeps,
,,half decent start to the day up ere with blue sky and felling a bit warmer?
My last morning post for a coupla weeks as we head off at 5am tomorrow to Manchester airport before jetting off for some fun in the sun in Cyprus.Back October 6th.
Stay well you lot and keep out of trouble(Yeah right! LOL),,
Cheers
MILKING MACHINE. A farmer ordered a high-tech milking machine. Since the equipment arrived when his wife was out of town, he decided to test it on himself first. So, he inserted his 'manhood' into the equipment, turned on the switch and everything else was automatic. Soon, he realized that the equipment provided him with much more pleasure than his wife did. When the fun was over, though, he quickly realized that he couldn't remove the instrument from his 'member'. He read the manual but didn't find any useful information on how to disengage himself. He tried every button on the instrument, but still without success. Finally, he decided to call the supplier's Customer Service Hot Line with his mobile phone (Thank God for mobile phones!). 'Hello, I just bought a milking machine from your company. It works fantastic, but how do I remove it from the cow's udder?' 'Don't worry,' replied the customer service rep, 'The machine will release automatically once it's collected two gallons.'
"Have a nice day"
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Sunday run?
Good Morning/Evening Chums and Chumettes,
,,hissing down with rain here and not the best for the Great North run up on Tyneside,,
I was going to do it myself today but my alarm didn't go off!(Yeah right!)
I may go for a swift jog down the garden to retrieve a coupla bottles of Gargle juice from my firewater shed just to enter into the "Spirt"of things!
Have a Good un' Peeps,
Cheers
A smut free one for a change.....(almost)
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Midget Surgery
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There was a midget down in Texas who complained to his buddy that his testicles ached almost all the time. As he was always complaining about his problem, his friend finally suggested that he go to a doctor to see what could be done to relieve the problem. The midget took his advice and went to the doctor and told him what the problem was.
The doctor told him to drop his pants and he would have a look. The midget dropped his pants. The doctor put him up onto the examining table, and started to examine him. The doc put one finger under his left testicle and told the midget to turn his head and cough-the usual method to check for a hernia. "Aha!" the doc and putting his finger under the right testicle, he asked the midget to cough again. "Aha!" said the doctor and reached for his surgical scissors. Snip, snip, snip, snip on the right side then snip, snip, snip, snip, snip, snip, snip on the left side.
The midget was so scared he was afraid to look, but noted with amazement that the snipping did not hurt. The doctor then told the midget to get dressed and see if they still ached.
The midget was absolutely delighted as he walked around the doc's office and discovered his testicles were no longer aching. "Gee, what did you do, Doc?" he asked.
The doc replied, "I cut two inches off the tops of your cowboy boots."
Saturday, 18 September 2010
Sunny Saturday
Good Morning/Evening campers
,,,,lovely sunny start to the day here in Captain Cook country.
Tootling into town to get a new pair of flippers(gotta do a spot of diving when on hols)as my rubber seems to be perishing(Shaddup George)on my old ones!
Curry night tonight,and I'm whipping up a Bombay Bhuna to get the pores opened up,,Steven my SIL made the mistake of saying "There isn't a curry going that is too hot for me"and I think he's regretted saying it ever since as he always gets and extra dose of Scotch Bonnet chillies
LOL
Enjoy your Saturday Peeps and have a cracking weekend!
Cheers
The Australian Poetry Competition had come down to two finalists, a university graduate and an old aboriginal man. They were given a word, allowed two minutes to think about it, then come up with a short poem that contained that word. The word they were given was 'TIMBUKTU'
First to recite his poem was the university graduate.
He stepped up to the microphone and said:
Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caravan
Men on camels two by two
Destination - Timbuktu
The crowd went crazy! No way could the old aboriginal top that, they thought.
The old aboriginal calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:
Me and Tim a huntin' went
Met three whores in a pop-up tent
They were three, and we was two
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu
The aboriginal won