It WAS a joke, McT!
I'm no stranger to pervic floor exercises, that's why I always look rather bemused when stood photocopying.
I've got a cast-iron bladder me....
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Can you tell I'm really busy...
It's just many FTA'S, and I'm up to date with all my paper-work :wink:
Mathos must still be busy erecting...
No sign of spends...
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hey smorgy,
remove that bloody thing so I can see you properly...
I mean yr hand.
smorgs wrote:Walter - Have a safe journey, hope the plane isn't radio-active! Will you be seeing McT in Manchester?
Not in Manchester.
prince, since I'll arrive Staurday in the morning (at a time which is the midle of the night for most) and leave on Thursday - no chance again, I suppose
Well, my losses on the nags have now amassed to £1.25.
I shall have to budget more carefully for the next few days. Do they still sell cigarettes in threes?
I'll be at heathrow airport for 4 hours on the 25th December. Anybody cares to forget their Christmas and come entertain me there? What? Why not?
Why are you in an Airport on Christmas day, Dag?
Cheaper tickets. It's ok, my family is postponing christmas until I come. We're heathens anyway, so who cares. We can have christmas whenever we want.
I'll tell you what....you wear that Reindeer Cadet outfit like the one in the photo, and I'll send my 80 year old friend (second Dad, really) down to keep you company.
He lives near the Airport and is as deaf as a post, but if you shout very loudly at him, he will smile and nod at you for the entire duration of your stopover.
Deal?
I'll even make sure that he keeps his mouth tightly closed, because of his breath problem.
ummmmm. something suddenly came up. i'll be flying through...err..another town. country even. but thanks for caring.
smorgs wrote:It WAS a joke, McT!
I'm no stranger to pervic floor exercises, that's why I always look rather bemused when stood photocopying.
I've got a cast-iron bladder me....
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Mine was a joke, too. But I did have to google for the meaning. The things you learn on A2K.....
Shame, Dag. Maybe next time.
Actually, I've just phoned him and screamed a message that you might need some company.
I left him as he was about to phone his medical supplier and bellow for some more incontinence pads, as being at the Airport for four hours would mean him wearing the "maxi", and he is currently out of stock.
I'll tell him to cancel the order.
Whats so funny about a rubber plant?
dagmaraka wrote:ummmmm. something suddenly came up. i'll be flying through...err..another town. country even. but thanks for caring.
Dag, I'm trying to get to Prague, otherwise I'd be glad to see you at the airport, if it was Manchester Airport.
Heathrow at Christmas? Er....perhaps I'll give it a miss, this time.
Steve 41oo wrote:Whats so funny about a rubber plant?
I can't think of the punch line so you've got me, Steve.
What IS so funny about a rubber plant?
"Whoops there goes, another leak in my pants
Ker- plump!"
oh you said rubber pant
as in wee and poo
now thats funny
Not poo!!!
Only wee, and only when I'm really, really drunk, and really, really dying to go and really, really laughing...
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No it's not, it is another daft knicker joke!
How can you sit there Stevie Boy (A Descendant of Mancunians) living in cockney town and tell me, that, that was funny.
You wanna get back up north lad so we can make you better!
Them bloody nags didn't do me any favours either. I think some old witch must be putting the hee-bee-jeebies on 'em.
I see the Yorkshire oink hasn't reared his ugly head in a while. Real sulker, I bet he is as ugly as a bloody gas cinder with warts and big boils all over him.
He never puts an avatar of any form up does he?
Well it be snooker night tonight, so I'm not hanging about. Catch you later.
