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There was a young ‘dick’ in old Dublin townRe: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Well that was nice of you to pen that lovely piece Gummy, I’m touched, “Phillis keep your hands to yourself, I’m trying to type”Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
keep on trying Mr Jem you are only one slash away and as the bard might say - "what manner of man is this who shakes about his slasher and doth not strike the spot" old william was a man who loved his tools!Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Rather than think those aging mortal thoughts it is so much easier these days to hope that those who have stopped posting have merely slipped away to perhaps carry out those long dreamed dreams and wishes so I am not going to do those old Shakespeare chestnuts of 'Spitty, Spitty where for art thou Spitty' or 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder'Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Greetings fellow frustrated followers of fashion, are you sitting comfortably for I sense a plethora of pretentious premeditated prattle presently.Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
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Ahhh The Kinks. You really got me. Brilliant song. So much great music thenRe: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
An elderly couple are having breakfast in their house, it’s their 50th anniversary, the man says to his wife, “ 50 years ago today we were sat at this very table both of us stark naked” , “I remember “ says the wife, “ shall we get naked again” so they both strip off and are sat there without a stitch on. “ you know my love” says the wife, “my breasts still burn for you like they did all those years ago “ “ well “ the husband replies, “ I’m not surprised, ones in your tea, and the others in your porridge “.
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