RJ is just striking out
Could be trouble with his spout
Gummy is a Catalyst
Won’t be trouble with his wrists
Puggy still lends an ear
But just responds in a leap year
Jem is just so nice
Wonder where he keeps his Spice
Then there’s that git Spitty
Still looking for the Nitty Gritty
Good observations gents.
“Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.”
We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France,
we shall fight on the seas and oceans,
we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be,
we shall fight on the beaches,
we shall fight on the landing grounds,
we shall fight in the fields and in the streets,
we shall fight in the hills;
we shall never surrender, and even if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Island or a large part of it were subjugated and starving, then our Empire beyond the seas, armed and guarded by the British Fleet, would carry on the struggle, until, in God’s good time, the New World, with all its power and might, steps forth to the rescue and the liberation of the old.”
GBY Sir Winston
RJ is getting his old gas mask out
Is there an enemy about?
Maybe we’re all going barmy
With all the repeats of Dad’s Army
Summer is coming to a close
Could be the silly season I suppose
With strange tales and general messing
They’re even talking of cross dressing :shock:
What next? Weasels and Egg-Timers?
Stick insects and one eyed coal miners?
But searching for sense is not much fun
So I’ll go with the lads and lap up the pun.
Operations can cause folks to lose weight rapidly, I was weighing in at nearly 13 stone when I was in my forties, far too heavy for me as I’m usually 10 and a half, then I had an accident on my bicycle when the saddle slipped, ouch!, I went in for an operation and when I came out I had lost two stones.:-)
I had lost two stones.
the left the pouch then?
Did you know that
Hippopotomonstrosesquipadaliaphobia
means ‘fear of long words’
hmm?
Pug, you are well informed, but the spelling is incorrect.
It’s
hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia
and not
hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliaphobia
I know it’s me being pedantic, but I zoom in on spewling erors, I cant hepl it.
I was a martyr to Hippopotomonstrosesquipadaliaphopia in my early days Pug, Whenever that Max Bygraves song Gillygillyossenfefferkatzenellenbogenbythesea came on the radio I’d cringe in a corner sobbing like a terrified child. My mother nearly took me to see a specialist in Wales, but when we stepped off the train and I saw the station name Lianfairwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwilliantysiliogogogogh I collapsed and had to be flown back to Dublin by air ambulance. I was eventually cured by watching endless video tapes of University Challenge. But by God it’s an awful thing for anyone to get.:-)
This new drug I take
Is keeping me awake
At night
With frights
I can’t control my thoughts
I am aware that I ought
To act normal all day
But the spell won’t go away
Did I really hear that
From where I’m at
Did I really see that
A flying cat
Now it’s raining cats & dogs
Taking over from toads and frogs
What plague was next
I check the text
No, blood comes before the water
Spewing as if from a great aorta
Then frogs and lice
Not very nice
Then flies and disease
Nasty plagues these
Then comes body racking boils
All thought is gone from todays tough toils
Raging thunder ,hail and fire
The people hope to expire
What could happen now then
To the remains in the pig pen
Locusts sweep through the land
Destiny lives to blight their hands
Could things get any worse
Read on to bury this verse
Three days of no light, just dark
The end.
I feared the humble Bacon Sarnie, but soon realised, it was an Irrational fear.
Very well done RJ, deep thoughts there, sounds a bit like the plagues of ancient Egypt.
I went to the doctor nursing a wheezing chest. He said I believe you have pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.
I thought he’d made it up?
MY uncle VIvian said "It’s the worst case of whatever it that I have ever seen.
My grandad said
" It’s not the cough that carries you off ,
it’s the coffin they carry you off in"
All charming homilies
PLAGUES of biblical proportions indeed JEM,
I was a bit carried away there.
I share your angst, when I had shingles my back and middle went all streaky, in pain I sat on my doorstep, ruing the fact that I was no longer bringing home the bacon.
excellent prose said the sailor when he met the vicars daughter - I can feel the blood rushing to me temples - the temples of doom in Indiana Jones.
yes we on on a new and exciting roll said the sausage to the salami - but I am having a pig of a time at the moment and no matter how long I’m hung I won’t be completely cured.
so I’ll just trot along and get me snout in the beer trough and join the rest of uze trogladytes!
excellent RJ in a strange and bizzare way I think you are back on form - but what form it may take who knows?
Was her Naval base full of Discharged Seamen, no one has ever answered that question, and if so, WHY?
Is stuff irrashernional.
My advice, when you wake up, get up, there is something absurd about being semiconscious.
Or abstract.
Blimey,I make an appearance having been somewhat distracted by…well…life [sort of] for a while-and instant casteegation for a spellign error that happened only because I was waring my Balaklarva backwards at the time,RJ! Which brings me neatlee to my next point…did yerz know that Nigel Farage’s favourite film is ‘101 Damn Asians’…?