Classic from the Mrs! Vol 2
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Oldandslow said:
Some near neighbours of ours got a hot tub. The youngest daughter's bedroom over looks it (across 2 fences and another neighbour's garden). One night last year she saw them engaged in a bit of al fresco rumpy at 2am in said hot tub. Scarred.
It's been a running joke since then to ask her if the neighbours are in the hot tub or have a cheeky look ourselves. Last night, as I was brushing my teeth, the missus had a look and reported back.
"They're in the hot tub and their back door is wide open to the world"
my shoulders start shuddering
"They'll be getting mice in"
tooth paste on mirror
"There's something wrong with you"
And you can never tell her why. It's been a running joke since then to ask her if the neighbours are in the hot tub or have a cheeky look ourselves. Last night, as I was brushing my teeth, the missus had a look and reported back.
"They're in the hot tub and their back door is wide open to the world"
my shoulders start shuddering
"They'll be getting mice in"
tooth paste on mirror
"There's something wrong with you"
, you just have to make up some s
t about recalling the time auntie Joan fell down the stairs. Watching the news with the Mrs the reporter mentioned something about ISIS
The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
Last summer whilst spending a weekend at the girlfriend's parents' static caravan, her mum said there'd been a bit of bother with a drunk lad the previous week. He "fisted" one of the caravans.
I was doubled up trying no to laugh. The the next day as we were walking to the beach she pointed to a dent in a caravan and said "this is where he fisted it."
I was doubled up trying no to laugh. The the next day as we were walking to the beach she pointed to a dent in a caravan and said "this is where he fisted it."
DannyScene said:
Watching the news with the Mrs the reporter mentioned something about ISIS
The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
I was walking through Canary Wharf and there was an old lady with a leaflet in her hand.The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
She asked me, 'How do I get to Marsh Wall' showing me the leaflet.
'It is quite a long walk from here, I would get the DLR'
'It is for an ISIS support meeting and fund raising, I am worried I am going to be late'
'ISIS? Are you sure?
'Yes I used to be a teacher at a private school, I would like to hear what they are going to say and whether I can help?'
'What do you think ISIS stands for'
'Independant Schools Information Service'
On a rare visit to the local butcher, my better half bought some 'marinated boneless chicken'. She hasn't really mastered the local (Bulgarian) lingo, the assistant said something to her and she replied "yes, two please".
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
BT Summers said:
DannyScene said:
Watching the news with the Mrs the reporter mentioned something about ISIS
The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
I was walking through Canary Wharf and there was an old lady with a leaflet in her hand.The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
She asked me, 'How do I get to Marsh Wall' showing me the leaflet.
'It is quite a long walk from here, I would get the DLR'
'It is for an ISIS support meeting and fund raising, I am worried I am going to be late'
'ISIS? Are you sure?
'Yes I used to be a teacher at a private school, I would like to hear what they are going to say and whether I can help?'
'What do you think ISIS stands for'
'Independant Schools Information Service'
Blown2CV said:
not really her fault. ISIS was a commonly used name/acronym for all sorts of things before... you know... ISIS
I understand that a lady was taking a lot of grief because her shop was called ISIS. However Isis was the Ancient Egyptian goddess of love, healing, fertility, magic, and the moon so a completely different isis.Cotty said:
Blown2CV said:
not really her fault. ISIS was a commonly used name/acronym for all sorts of things before... you know... ISIS
I understand that a lady was taking a lot of grief because her shop was called ISIS. However Isis was the Ancient Egyptian goddess of love, healing, fertility, magic, and the moon so a completely different isis.The was also a pet parrot on Downtown Abbey, it also had to go, its name was Boko Haram.
Chieftain Fashven said:
On a rare visit to the local butcher, my better half bought some 'marinated boneless chicken'. She hasn't really mastered the local (Bulgarian) lingo, the assistant said something to her and she replied "yes, two please".
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
Mrs 404, despite being pretty handy in French and Spanish, translated Grand Marnier as "Big Sailor ". And a few years ago she had a Focus CC and asked me what the script on the badge on the side said. Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
Pininfarina, says 404.
Oh, says Mrs. 404. (Pause one beat). "I thought it was a Ford".
Chieftain Fashven said:
On a rare visit to the local butcher, my better half bought some 'marinated boneless chicken'. She hasn't really mastered the local (Bulgarian) lingo, the assistant said something to her and she replied "yes, two please".
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
its similar in tasteRoll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
Cotty said:
Blown2CV said:
not really her fault. ISIS was a commonly used name/acronym for all sorts of things before... you know... ISIS
I understand that a lady was taking a lot of grief because her shop was called ISIS. However Isis was the Ancient Egyptian goddess of love, healing, fertility, magic, and the moon so a completely different isis.bobtail4x4 said:
Chieftain Fashven said:
On a rare visit to the local butcher, my better half bought some 'marinated boneless chicken'. She hasn't really mastered the local (Bulgarian) lingo, the assistant said something to her and she replied "yes, two please".
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
its similar in tasteRoll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
Blown2CV said:
Cotty said:
Blown2CV said:
not really her fault. ISIS was a commonly used name/acronym for all sorts of things before... you know... ISIS
I understand that a lady was taking a lot of grief because her shop was called ISIS. However Isis was the Ancient Egyptian goddess of love, healing, fertility, magic, and the moon so a completely different isis.We were watching Bloodlands, the latest James Nesbitt police drama series the other night - set in Northern Ireland, paramilitary baddies etc etc
OH looks puzzled "So... let me get this right... the IRA... were they catholics?"
You'd like to think a child of the seventies might have paid a bit more attention to contemporary current affairs in their formative years.
More so when you take into account that she was actually brought up in a part of "West Scotland" well known for their jaunty walks down the high street accompanied by traditional folk tunes
OH looks puzzled "So... let me get this right... the IRA... were they catholics?"
You'd like to think a child of the seventies might have paid a bit more attention to contemporary current affairs in their formative years.
More so when you take into account that she was actually brought up in a part of "West Scotland" well known for their jaunty walks down the high street accompanied by traditional folk tunes
s2kjock said:
We were watching Bloodlands, the latest James Nesbitt police drama series the other night - set in Northern Ireland, paramilitary baddies etc etc
OH looks puzzled "So... let me get this right... the IRA... were they catholics?"
You'd like to think a child of the seventies might have paid a bit more attention to contemporary current affairs in their formative years.
More so when you take into account that she was actually brought up in a part of "West Scotland" well known for their jaunty walks down the high street accompanied by traditional folk tunes
My missus is the same, we often have to have history lessons about the troubles. The worry is that she lived in NI in her youth during the 80’s a the FIL has told me a few tales about his run ins with the IRA (he wasn’t military or any of that, he had a factory in Belfast).OH looks puzzled "So... let me get this right... the IRA... were they catholics?"
You'd like to think a child of the seventies might have paid a bit more attention to contemporary current affairs in their formative years.
More so when you take into account that she was actually brought up in a part of "West Scotland" well known for their jaunty walks down the high street accompanied by traditional folk tunes
BT Summers said:
DannyScene said:
Watching the news with the Mrs the reporter mentioned something about ISIS
The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
I was walking through Canary Wharf and there was an old lady with a leaflet in her hand.The Mrs pipes up 'Isn't it a shame you can't use the name Isis anymore it's a pretty name for girls'
'Yeah I suppose, I used to have a TV made by ISIS'
'What!? Actual ISIS!? Is that how they get their money?'
Yes love sell cheap consumer electrics during the week and fight the Western infidels on the weekend
She asked me, 'How do I get to Marsh Wall' showing me the leaflet.
'It is quite a long walk from here, I would get the DLR'
'It is for an ISIS support meeting and fund raising, I am worried I am going to be late'
'ISIS? Are you sure?
'Yes I used to be a teacher at a private school, I would like to hear what they are going to say and whether I can help?'
'What do you think ISIS stands for'
'Independant Schools Information Service'
Chieftain Fashven said:
On a rare visit to the local butcher, my better half bought some 'marinated boneless chicken'. She hasn't really mastered the local (Bulgarian) lingo, the assistant said something to her and she replied "yes, two please".
Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
I'd probably suggest goat, squirrel or eagle, before rabbit.....maybe even swan..Roll forward a few days and I'm tasked with cooking dinner, chicken curry. Only this boneless meat isn't like any chicken I've ever prepared, skinny with weird muscle groups, no breast, no drumstick.
So, your dilemma, at what stage, preparation, cooking, or while she's smacking her lips and praising the result, do you tell her she's eating curried rabbit?
My mum used to cook rabbit, back in.the 70s but apparently, my wife woukd rather eat horse.
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