Leisurely Scribbles (part 5) (Part 1)

OH,ferfu…look,if yer gonna pretend you can speak ‘Frog’,AT LEAST get the basics correct,gummy…so,after me…’‘Bonne nuit,ma douce’’…

Which means,’‘Sod off,you old bat’’…you SMOOTHIE!

[well,either that of ‘‘goodnight,sweet one’’ I forget…]

I’ve sent you a valentine rhyme in the appropriate section [ and you do need sectioning]

Yes,you old smoothie…my frillies were moist just from reading it!

…I responded in kind,Tuppence…MWAH!

Good Afternoon Possums.
I see we have Pugsy back in the fold.
Thank goodness for that.

well he cums and folds - just with the way of the wind!

I see you two were having fun earlier.x

yes we’ve buried our hatchets in the back of both our heads!!

shreeks!!

Nah I know you both well now. X

Anyway what is the topic today?
I was watching a program about undies of the long gone past!!!
Omg I will bring pics later.

bit embarrassing when wearing aussie shorts?? bit like wearing socks with sandals

Mmm can one see up ones shorts?:mrgreen:

only if ya lying on the nude beach!

watchin House of Flying Daggers with internatiional star Zhang Ziji - guerilla warfare in the forest - falling in love scenes - great chinese music of course - traditional and beautiful forest scences - wot more can a man want?

Wondering why the Tudor males had a cod piece. I could not stop laughing.
I never knew about that!!!

it’s a precious item fgs!! - ours stick out you hide yours!!

They were jeweled too.
Must find pics.:mrgreen:
The hosery too!!!

what a fillum my bamboo is growing by the minute!!

turdid love scene now clothes flying in all directions among the barley field !

Nahhh…that kinda thing goes across the grain.

ACROSS THE GRAIN…BARLEY…GEDDIT???

…oh,good lord…why DO I bother with these cretins…

Howya Pug me ould mucker!:wink:

“turdid love scene now clothes flying in all directions among the barley field !”

For God’s sake Gummy, take hold of yerself man! Try to concentrate on the Barley, and all that golden whiskey they make from the juice of the Barley.:slight_smile:

Had a lovely piece of Cod for dinner last Friday, freshly caught that morning off Howth Head, delicious.

To Cod someone over here means to play a joke on them, like “Don’t take it seriously mate, I’m only codding you”
There was the joke about the Fishmonger who was arrested, the charge was he had his arse in the window for a Cod. :slight_smile:

Who me???:shock: