Mornin' Steve.
It's a bit Con Carne this morning, what?
Lord Ellpus wrote:Mornin' Steve.
It's a bit Con Carne this morning, what?
absolutement mon ami
[I just emailed walter to say I had a football programme George Best playing for MUFC beat Northampton town 8 2 besty scored 6, and I was there in 1970]
sorry that was supposed to be a pm to you ..
I remember it well! Foggy night, Mud three foot deep in each goalmouth, jumpers for goalposts.
That was around the time that our Bobby still had a full combover, wasn't it?
George Best was one of the first footballing superstars, and possibly the most entertaining player that I have ever seen.
So sad........that it has come to this.
He admitted blowing an awful lot of money on cars women and champagne.
the rest he "wasted".
I think you should insist that she eat this stale, dried up dinner on her return, Imur. That'll teach her for leaving you in the lurch while the dinner's cooking! :wink:
msolga wrote:I think you should insist that she eat this stale, dried up dinner on her return, Imur. That'll teach her for leaving you in the lurch while the dinner's cooking! :wink:
thought you said "leaving you in the lurnch"
Where is Imur anyway...AND HOW DID YOU GET ON? We all want to know the result
sp
2/1 left it for wife
1/3 on ate the lot
6/1 big fight, dog got lucky.
10/1 divorce.
20/1 He re-heated it for her, and greeted her at the door, dinner tray in hand, wearing his favourite negligee, then HE got lucky.
he ate it
wifey went to the pub
Yes, I ate it. All of it. Even licked the plate clean.
Then I went to the pub.
On the way back, called to the local chippie, purchased a quarterpounder, curry & fries for my beloved.
Had to do a return trip as I scoffed those as well.
Did I get lucky? Well, let's just say I had to pull a sickie this morning.
Tummy upset.
While eating wifey's dinner might arouse her ire some, I'd think all in all it would incur significantly less social approbation, censure, and sanction than eating wifey FOR dinner ... that sorta thing is roundly frowned upon in most localities.
Although it depends somewhat on how euphemistic one is being...
Sozobe wrote:
Quote:Although it depends somewhat on how euphemistic one is being...
I'm sure I don't know what you mean..
But, then again, such cunning linguistics always confuses me
lmur wrote:Yes, I ate it. All of it. Even licked the plate clean.
Then I went to the pub.
On the way back, called to the local chippie, purchased a quarterpounder, curry & fries for my beloved.
Had to do a return trip as I scoffed those as well.
Did I get lucky? Well, let's just say I had to pull a sickie this morning.
Tummy upset.
Excellent Imur. Have a medal. Credit to Irish everywhere, and on a2k in particular.
this is about the comment of the irish drinker
Hey you with the irish drinking comment, regarding it. If you are hot i will deff. have a drinking contest with you. I am irish and wouldn't mind watch you eat your thong. After are encounter we shall celebrate by feasting on stuffing and lay in our glory. You can pick the beer. Fare well from the horny irishmen.
Hey you with the strange way of introducing yourself onto A2K, if you took the time to read my comment properly, you would've seen that I was commenting on the fact that most Irishmen COULD drink me under the table.
I am not Irish, I am NOT female, and therefore if you feel the urge to ask whether I'm HOT after reading my post, and then intimate that you would enjoy seeing me eat my thong, I would suggest that you start yourself a gay thread here on A2K.
You may even find yourself an Irish boyfriend, who knows. :wink:
