I could you all through your paces.
We went to see one pope who came here in 1979, can’t remember his name now, but we’re not going to see the present one, we’re not really practicing catholics anymore Sweetie so no point in being hypocritical, besides this country has completely changed since then and the church has lost it’s grip on the people at last.
Good on ya Spitty, “He took a hundred pounds of clay…”
Jaysus Gummy, you shy, inadequate, and embarrassed!
As John Wayne said “That’ll be the day”
I do the very same exercise too, one day my grandson asked me would I like to use two ball points instead of two pencils, I was not too keen as they are that bit heavier, so I answered “All the pens”
I think I need a rest now.
" so far" to where??
you could you all our paces - don’t get that??
Oh stoopid me.
I meant to say, I could put you through your paces.
I’m stoopid today.
Gumbud and RJ recorded having a [for them] sensible conversation;
“Do you knot or not”?
“Not”.
“You do not knot?”
“I do NOT knot”.
“Not knot?”
“Who’s there?”
“Oh SOD off!”
Mmm knot knot who’s there?
SEE? All three braincells are on FIRE today,Sweetikins!
I feel tangled.
Ah,t’is to be expected milady…after all, that cove gumbo is serenading you!
yes well when the pugsiecat is away the gumbee mice will play and in this case a tasty morsel in deed!!
I have not even captured Ciderz YET.
mayhap…but if you feel the need to serenade milady Sweetikins,PLEASE learn to sing! That guttural croaking utterance you disport as singing is the sound usually made by goats as their ‘plums’ are permanently detached…i.e;NOT harmonious!
Oh you are getting fiesty:mrgreen:
I can sing actually. X
But I prefer to dance.
Umm…one was actually speaking down to that Oz convict chappie,Miss Pie.
OZ convict:shock:
better than Hebrides ex-convent!!
Tart!
Your grasp of geography is on a par with your ability to use a crayon…i.e; non-existent,you plank. Go eat another worm. I MEAN,SNOT LIKE YOU HAVE ANY FRENZ,IS IT!!!
That’s Ok Sweetie, just Don’t get Knotted.
Or unravelled.