I noticed that, but when I tried to remove the last post you had just locked it. Damn.
One Sunday morning George burst into the living room and said, "Dad! Mom! I have great news! I'm getting married to Mary Collins, the most beautiful girl in town." After dinner, George's dad took him aside, "Son, I have to talk with you. Your mother and I... Well, I have to tell you that I've slept with other women. Mary is your half-sister! You can't marry her."
George was heartsick after he broke the engagement and didn't date for a year. But, after while, he came home and proudly announced, "Dianne said yes! We're getting married in June." Again his father took him aside and broke the sad news. "Dianne is your half-sister too, George. I'm awfully sorry about this."
George mad enough that he went to his mother with the news. "Dad's such a jerk! I'm never going to get married!" he swore. "Every time I fall in love, Dad tells me the girl is his daughter!"
"I wish you'd told me this before." his mother said, shaking her head. "Don't be worried by anything he says. He's not really your father.
Thats good Kat,
I suppose if he was Australian it wouldn't of mattered anyway. hehe.
How are you at different foods?
I'm wanting to have a bit of crocodile tonight (first date in all of four days!!) but I'm not sure what it tastes like. I want to know what bitter, lager, cocktail, spirit, I could drink with it to compliment the taste.
The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: Get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories.
Ashley said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg laying hens.
One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the car when we hit a big bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess."
"What's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher. "Don't put all your eggs in one basket!" "Very good," said the teacher.
Next little Sarah raised her hand and said, "Our family are farmers too. But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks, and the moral to this story is, "don't count your chickens before they're hatched." "That was a fine story Sarah.
MethodKid, do you have a story to share?" Yes, my daddy told me this story about my friend Bluexxx. She was a flight engineer in the Gulf War and her plane got hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all she had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a machete. She drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then she landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. She killed seventy of them with the machine gun until she ran out of bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete until the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten with her bare hands."
Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, "what kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"
"Don't fuck with Bluexxx when she's been drinking."
Mal609 :giggle:
BRAVO!!!!
*thinks: not sure whether to hang around for another slap from Kit or try and finish this proposal*
Actually, I had better go or I won't be able to sit down to watch the rugby tomorrow!!
Will, I think you've got it all wrong...
*sits down on chair, demands Will strips and serves her a pint*
Now, where's Kat *looks around* I need to put my feet up!
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Ooh.. special treatment! Does that mean you remove the sandpaper from the strap-on?
But before you get too excited, I have to confess. I'm such a poor Australian that they kicked me out of the country. I don't drink beer. Can't stand the taste of vegemite. Wouldn't know one end of a surfboard from the other. If I stay out in the sun too long my skin starts to glow an extremely bright red. And I've never shagged a kangaroo.
Shameful, but all true.
OK,
I'm back, got Stella with me, and feeling Brave (yes that is a capital B)
Blue, get your arse over here and bring me a beer woman!
Blue eyes, need a footstool, and you will have to do!
Right, any other LADIES in here????
:2fingers: :beer:
lhk
Kat
*sighs*
Every week, without fail, you make me dish out punishment to you, Kat!!
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