I just got thrown off the ‘last one to post’ thread for ‘‘being smutty’’!!!
…and I haven’t got the FOGGIEST what she’s on about!!!
…but apparently calling me a ‘male Chauvinist Pig’’ doesn’t count as genderist…
well big fella you’ll have to give us ’ chapter and verse’ and then we can bat for ya?
I don’t drive Pug, I hope the Land Rover went to a good home, or whatever they say when someone has to part with a vehicle, maybe Sweetie could bring you home a couple of cats to fill the gap.
I don’t go near the games section Pug so I didn’t know you got chucked out.
Just looking at a woman contestant on Bargain Hunt and she’s an expert with the Rubik cube, do you remember them bloody things, they used to drive me nuts. I have never been able to line up the colours on the thing no matter how hard I tried. Go further back than that to the old Nail puzzles, a couple of bent nails all held together and you had to untangle them, the poor mans Rubik cube, I was quite good at those, provided I had a good pointed Pliers handy.;-)
The wife, the dog and me are off now for a long walk along the Royal Canal, down by the old Ranks mill, pass the back of Mountjoy Prison and on to “The Cross Guns’ pub for a bite to eat and a refreshing cool Guinness, sure where would you get it, great stuff this retirement thing.
I watched that,Jem. She was certainly quick. My neice can do those things in a matter of seconds…15 is her best. Me-well given 3-or-4 minutes I can do them…but my mind is just too complex for the simplicity of the reduction mathematics required and I always end up re-doing 1 or 2 sides before completing it. #sigh#…
Pugsy Bear you are telling porkies about that games thread.
Your nose will grow.
I’m waiting for my steak dinner.
I am NOT…I leave lying to cowards and deceitful scumbags.
Ohhh,wow…is this the way this forum gathers ‘en masse’ to let one know one’s presence is no longer required???
Ok.
Ok. One just returned to one’s physics discussion forum.
One was greeted with enthusiasm and was immediately into a heated argument regarding imparted momentum…so,in one dives.
Ergo,this forum will not be troubled or adversely affected by one’s presence or one’s attempts to speak as do others,any longer.
Fare thee well,all.
I hope you are not serious Pug, this thread has changed so much over the last year … you 5 guys had a good rapport going between you at one time 
There is a certain Synergy, at the moment, it’s Ok being “Top Dog”, but you still look silly dragging your posterior across the lawn, when your arse itches.
I hope nobody leaves by here as well. I’m not posting as much as previous due to fambly life getting in the way, but I do enjoy the fair ramblings of Alan Sundry and pop in when time and commitments permit.
Thinks, can one obtain a commitments permit from the local authority? If so, is it mandatory, how much does it cost, and for how long does it last?
Is it a fizzical permit printed on vellum or parchment I wonder, or is it one of those imaginary things one virtually gets.
…and if you virtually get it, that surely means you haven’t actually got it. How does that work?
Wot if Mr Jobs-Worth turns up and asks to see the permit and you say, I’ve nearly got it.
Is that like telling Mr Plod, I’ve nearly got tax and inn-sewer-ants, and an MoT, and a driving licence?
Things to ponder Mr Stibbons.
It’s all developmental, this virtual stuff, phases, having created several “Virtual” threads of late.
I haven’t a clue what it’s all about, I give up, I despair, I’m at my wit’s end, I throw in the towel, God show me a light please.
“One must plough along through thick and thin for the light shall prevail and overcome the darkness” so de holy bible say.
Plenty of food for thought on your post there oh Fruit of the Loom.
We enjoyed our ramble along the canal today, the Swans gently skimmed across the glossy dark water as the reeds softly rustled in the warm breeze, love was all around us as couples passed by holding hands and glaring fondly into each others eyes, in fact a pair nearly walked into the wooden bar of the lock gate, even our little dog Rocky was trying to mate with the leg of a resting bench, and Farmer Jowser’s Bull Ringo was eying up the prettiest cows in the field beyond the bridge.
I turned to my wife, pointed to a bench and said “Shall we pause and look at the Swans Darling?”
“We’ll look at the Swans all right, but keep your paws to yourself Jem”
I needn’t tell you that put the damper on me, ain’t love a many splendored thing.
Just find yourself a desolate bench leg Jem.
Pugsy Bear leaving???
Not a chance, he just needs a big hug is all.
What about if Gummy sings Pugsy a song, that may help matters, perhaps, “Every time you go away, you take a piece of me with you”.
he’s just a big womans blouse - and as for you being ‘top dog’ with an itchy arse - forget about it - top dog position requires a moratorium and a silent vote with heads covered in black cowlings and then we must wait for the white or black smoke to arise from Jems shed. My money is on RJ this year - I’d like to see him get a top a dog!
mind you I can do a rendition of " It’s a long way to tip a canary" or even “there was a jolly pugsy who was camp and could sing a song - camping it up by a billy bong tree”??
come back ya hairy monster and give us all a cuddle - except SP - she’s taken!!
Top of the morning to ya all from a very hot poolside in Bulgaria.
I had the biggest fillet steak last night.
I could only eat half, so I cut the other half up wrapped it up to feed my cat following on the way back to our apartment.
god ya hopeless!! - feeding stray cats!!
I like Pussycat’s, don’t you?