Tell us something really trivial about your life (Vol 29)
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Bobberoo99 said:
Good grief Cooped you sir are an animal, hottest we go to in the Bobbers household is a nice Madras, Mrs Bobbers is rather partial to the Chicken Tikka Madras while I prefer either a nice Patia or Jalfrezi!!! I believe the light relief trolley is running to schedule!!
We likes it hot down south, nothing less than a vindaloo or on the odd occasion a phall. Keeps the passages doing what they should do.Bomma220 said:
He's a daft old bugger, I know that much. What was he thinking of, hammering a biro into the firing cap of one of those? The Absinthe won't have helped much either.
Absinthe? Can you pass a bit over here, running a bit dry don't you know old chap and I do not need another funny turn, nurse says I was intolerable last time.coopedup said:
Absinthe? Can you pass a bit over here, running a bit dry don't you know old chap and I do not need another funny turn, nurse says I was intolerable last time.
Certainly, here you go:Was that Cheryl from the Secure Unit? Good old girl she was, I remember playing Croquet in the front garden with the hedgehog.
Bomma220 said:
Certainly, here you go:
Was that Cheryl from the Secure Unit? Good old girl she was, I remember playing Croquet in the front garden with the hedgehog.
It was indeed but her Ccoquet skills have gone to pot somewhat after a nasty affair with a homeless badger, for some reason she will not talk about it but some things are definitely not off limits the dirty strumpet.Was that Cheryl from the Secure Unit? Good old girl she was, I remember playing Croquet in the front garden with the hedgehog.
coopedup said:
It was indeed but her Ccoquet skills have gone to pot somewhat after a nasty affair with a homeless badger, for some reason she will not talk about it but some things are definitely not off limits the dirty strumpet.
She must have tidied herself up somewhere down the line, she ended up marrying the Parson's nephew.Mind, he's not been so clever. Post Office job apparently. Looking at the the thick end of an eight stretch in chokey.
Bomma220 said:
She must have tidied herself up somewhere down the line, she ended up marrying the Parson's nephew.
Mind, he's not been so clever. Post Office job apparently. Looking at the the thick end of an eight stretch in chokey.
Eight in chokey will not go down very well, could be a parsons nose to decide bail.Mind, he's not been so clever. Post Office job apparently. Looking at the the thick end of an eight stretch in chokey.
PS. not a fking clue what this was meant to mean
coopedup said:
Bomma220 said:
It was indeed but her Ccoquet skills have gone to pot somewhat after a nasty affair with a homeless badger, for some reason she will not talk about it but some things are definitely not off limits the dirty strumpet.Cheryl Coleshill. Nice girl but she was never the same after it, nasty business all round.
I remember the incident vividly, it wasn`t a Badger it was a mole.
The incident was widely reported too. Trivton Tribune had their report in rhyme. I have it in my cuttings file.......
There once was a lady, Miss Coleshill.
She went & sat down on a Moleshill.
Up came the Mole.
Stuck his nose up her
Miss Coleshill`s alright.
But the Moles ill!!
Whose idea was the Armoured Trolley? You can't see what's inside. Dashed inconvenient. Battert saying they're nice and cost two pounds is totally inadequate. You might want a custard slice, pay your two pounds and be presented with a lit petard. What then? You're looking forward to a flaky pastry and confectioner's custard delicacy but instead you're given a few seconds to dispose of a fizzing IED. It might not be a bomb, of course. It might be all four of last month's Bakelite World. How can you tell? Did the Committee sanction it?
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