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@anc wrote:
@kent f OBE wrote:
I’m done with her Cosy………Apologies everyone :lol: Anc…….you are dismissed :lol:
I am not going to be ‘dismissed’ thank you very much, I have every right to stick up for myself as you have! BUT I don’t do three in a bed and I bet your hubby don’t know!!! pmsl :lol: :lol: :lol:
Come on this is ridiculous now, you know full well kenty didnt have a threesome on any meet, if she had we would all know about it! This is truely very childish behaviour all because you lost your points to buy an industrial size pot of Astral ( I’ve heard it’s good Joanna Lumley uses it)!
It’s obvious kenty is letting out some pent up feelings here and after all it is the Things that makes you go grrrrrrrr thread and we have all seen you threaten to name names and all that rubbish for so long now it’s frankly quite boring, because of course you can’t name names as we all know.
I suggest you go saute some escargot (don’t forget the garlic) and plait your pits as all good french women do and chill out!
@toybulldog wrote:
You’ve got to hand it to the Esmes, the Argies, the Chessys, the Sargies, the Rosepetals, the Mr Pats, the Shuggs and the Caths and the Rubys who have declared it loud and strong on air.
All over the fookin Wirral . . . . . . . . 8)Hell even I managed to win a JC radio quiz………and then compare to the anonymous knockers on this thread.
Just like Martin and Charles . . . . . shame on you plastics[-X
Oh those were the days………… of laughter, good banter, competition, rubes dolcite tones echoing through the air ways, people fighting to be heard and others shying away but good fun nevertheless.
So anyway, why are half of Pats posting on here now , whats gone on over there ?
chic
@jen_jen wrote:
When you remember sticking the orange co-op dividend stamps into the books and counting them up to see how many more you needed to get that thing you had your eye on in the catalogue. As kids we got the job of sticking the stamps in, while our parents checked the catalogue!
Oh, and as both my parents were smokers until my father had a heart attack – counting up the vouchers from the Embassy packs, you used to get 2 point vouchers with 10 cigs, 5 point vouchers with 20 cigs. On a rainy day my mum would get the shoe box out and get us to count them then look in the catalogue to see what we could get as a way of keeping us quiet for a while!
I remember doing exactly the same jenjen but we had greenshield stamps lol
@thin ice wrote:
my parents sent me to school with my packing up wraped in a map of the world
wonder what they were trying to say to meAustralia looks nice son! No doubt.
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@lovely Lady wrote:
One of the best ones I heard in a long time that did make me laugh….
Guy standing at the bar next to a girl waiting to be served and he keeps looking at his watch and smiling at her, being a nosey girl :lol: she asks ” Are you waiting for someone ? ” He says ” No this is a special watch that can tell if you are wearing knickers ” She tuts and says ” Oh yeah ” He says ” yes and I can tell you aren’t wearing any !! ” She says ” Well actually I am ” He taps his watch and says …………
” Damn its an hour fast !! “
:shock: :shock: :shock: :shock: :D :D :D :D
:lol: :lol: havent heard that one before ! Great!
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When you remember buying a Mars Bar, a packet of crisps and two Fruit Salad chews for a shilling in the local Post Office!
7 years ago I was told I had Cancer, I couldn’t tell my family as my brother was having this big 50th Birthday party and no way was I going to spoil it, he is such a lovely bloke no way would I have put a damper on it.
For two weeks I woke up every morning feeling absolutely fine, then once I was fully awake it was like a hammer had thumped me in the chest as I realised I could infact die in the near future. Once the party was over and the results were through I told my family first then my friends. I made it clear whatever the outcome there was going to be a party and no bugga was going to be miserable around me!
I’m a great believer in humour as a healer and I know it got me through it with such ease, I chose to see humour in the whole process of the treatment and tests. I was lucky and very grateful I survived and I had that party! Might sound ridiculous but it was the best thing that ever happened to me. You hear that old chestnut “This isnt a rehearsal” but it takes something like that to make you truely believe it!
A hot date requires more time as it includes shaving those overgrown little areas, exfoliating the whole body, applying moisturiser to exfoliated areas, plucking of eyebrows, sucking in of stomach and false tan to hide the corn beef legs, re application of nail varnish, a plethora of eyeshadow blending, copious amounts of mascara, layers of green makeup to hide the broken veins on ones cheeks followed by a visible lifting face make up and the one friend you know who will tell you a lie when you say does my bum look big in this! = Two hours!
For every day and work, one coat of mascara, a quick backcomb and 4 litres of hair spray to keep it from moving throughout the day, a quick shower! = 15 minutes!
@thin ice wrote:
my precious moment was walking in to a pub and finding that the rumours about rose petal are unfounded
Ah you won’t get any info from The Horse And Hounds they only know me as a lady who lunches! :wink:
