Well, I should imagine that he... she... would be most... yes, yes, it's quite a thing to ponder, Hallamsterton.
You can't fool us. We've seen your lambada.
Wow, that's uncanny! :eek:
*sigh* it's pronounced Lambretta, and you can't miss it, it's parked on the pavement at the front of the Inn. Or has Nebo borrowed it to transport his pickled cucumber? I hear it's quite a size
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**pours Hammy a big Sherry**
It's just one for the girls:D.
It evaporates so easily.
My goodness. How big does she like them? Stop pouring!
I agree.
Of course it does, I drink one glass and the bottle is empty.
I think she likes them very big; which sensitive girl wouldn't?
No worries, I manipulated his monocle. He can't see anything when I wears them:D.
**keeps pouring**
Sexist:rolleyes:
I learned the arcane arts of the Grey Code a very long time ago and my ear trumpet is a mere affectation. :mad:
Girl? You're not referring to yourself, are you?
Oh, you mean Nikki? Fair do's.
Oh, and Hammy - as fresh as the moment her pod went pop.
That's what you think.
You've not been using it to listen in on the neighbours, have you?:eek:
**snoggs G**
Nothing wrong with a bit of sexism.:D
I know I haven't aged well, but there was no need for that.
Oh lovely **snoggs Lach**
It's been quite a while since my pod went pop
*grips zimmerframe tightly*
Only on Tuesday evenings. That's when Mrs Muggins gets her bontempi out.
Not at all! You are like a fine wine! Now back down to the cellar with the cobwebs you go!
You can't fool us. We've seen your lambada.
dont get me wrong i enjoy the odd bit of Sexism,especially on a Day ending with a Y
**comes out of cellar**
I agree, and the Gardener is always available on these days:D.
*sigh* it's pronounced Lambretta, and you can't miss it, it's parked on the pavement at the front of the Inn. Or has Nebo borrowed it to transport his pickled cucumber? I hear it's quite a size
Oh im no longer flavour of the month nebo,shes cast me away like a used Big Mac wrapper
:(:(:(
You're far from being the first "dgembadgemba widow", G old boy. Maybe there's a support group? Chin up.
Robin Gibb.
For the first time in a loooong time.
Black bird has spoooooken.
(Well, technically they don't actually speak, do they?)
They don't? Who's been whispering all that stuff in my ear then? Is it the rooks? I bet it's the rooks. Shifty buggers.