Yet more utterly disgraceful behaviour from the pair of you!
Wash your smelly feet, Judsy? I don't want my drains blocked thank you very much. The pong would turn me washing green too.

As for that song, Dongle, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Poor, poor Mrs. LD. We really must come and rescue her and help her be a strong and independent lady once more.

I feel so weary of your nonsense today both of you, that I felt compelled to put pen to paper to vent my feelings.

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"You bone idle men are such a strain
Us ladies you do your best to drain
You just need to spoil us - see to our needs
Shower us with love and many good deeds.


Every day you get worse and worse
Then you sit there and write such a wicked verse
You know it is TLC you should give
Yet both of you seem to have brains like a sieve


So let this be a severe telling off
Do take heed and do not scoff
Now pull your socks up, cos you'll never win
If you try hard enough . . . your luck might be in.

ah, the good 'ole days judd when proper women knew how to look after their man, unlike the tyrants of today.

Here's tammy just for old time's sake. Take note you lot.





sometimes it's hard to be a skivvy
washing pants and socks for just one man.
You'll have unclad times
and he'll have bloody mad times,
explaining things like maps you don't understand

but if you love him you'll wash his feet for him,
some nice soapy water, do you understand?
And if you love him, run along and get beer for him,
'cause after all he's just a man

stand by your man,
give him two beers to cling to,
and let him warm his feet on you
when nights are cold and lonely
stand by your man,
and show the world you love him
keep washing his socks all you you can
stand by your man

Must away - I've set the mantraps, put fresh spikes in the pits and smeared faeces on the front step. You have been warned.

KEEP OUT

I come home from a party and find those dirty rascally men have run amuck again and are giving you hassle, Mups. Well - don't worry anymore - I have thrown them out on their ears and left those Ninja cats, bright, alert, and ready for action, on guard duty!

Right you lot.

I have booked fronts seats for the next religious sermon and you all have a ticket.

Oh No Not that, dongle p-l-e-a-s-e not that

I'll do anything you say, honest I will.
I give in, you win.