Good morrow dear sweet folks; thank you for all your kind words and Missy is being a little more attentive and a little less mom’sy if you catch my drift! Why, only yesterday…
At the bus stop Missy was wearing a skin-tight miniskirt.
When the bus arrived, and it was her turn to get on, she realized that her skirt was so tight that she couldn't get her foot high enough to reach the step.
Thinking it would give her enough slack to raise her leg, she reaches back and unzips her skirt a little.
She still could not reach the step. Embarrassed, she reaches back once again to unzip it a little more. Still, she couldn't reach the step.
So, with the zipper halfway down, she reaches back and unzips it all the way.
Thinking that she could get on the step now, she lifts up her leg only to realize that she still couldn't reach the step.
So, seeing how embarrassed Missy was, as I was standing behind her, I put my hands around her waist and gently lifted her up on to the first step of the bus.
Missy turns around furiously and says, “
How dare you touch my body that way, you prev!”
Shocked, I said, “Well, Missy, after you reached around and unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured that we were friends.”
I was probably unfortunate that as she lunged toward me as if to embrace; a pick axe handle she was carrying came into contact with my head and the laws of quantum mechanics took control!
Good evening Veggy, you wrote, “Try u sure do look smart with that hat on.”
You are so very kind, but I don’t wish to give the impression it’s all play and no work; so here is one taken in Australia, where as I am sure you know everybody is upside down.
BTW. When Steve wrote, “do you know our 'arry?”
I do believe he was referring to the aforementioned; Harry Rednapp.
A self important little man of dubious character and no loyalty to anyone other than himself.
The Brits do have a tendency to drop their aitches.
Later…