Really?
I can't see the upside to being the parent of a teenager. Maybe there is a lesson and we have to understand the lesson before we know it's a lesson - but I'm buggared if I know.
whatever. totally.
Wednesday, 21 November 2012
Friday, 14 September 2012
Dog Mail
Dogs.
They say that the sniffing is like them going to the post to get mail - more often than not in their case, tree mail. If that is the case, what are the messages they are receiving?
Sniff, sniff - poor Roger - high uric acid again I see.
Sniff, sniff - that Pebbles and her gall stones.
Sniff, sniff - crikey - Buster needs to see a vet.
Sniff, sniff - I can't believe that bitch Fifi is pregnant again!
Sniff, sniff - %$#@$% which idiot gave Monty asparagus?
They say that the sniffing is like them going to the post to get mail - more often than not in their case, tree mail. If that is the case, what are the messages they are receiving?
Sniff, sniff - poor Roger - high uric acid again I see.
Sniff, sniff - that Pebbles and her gall stones.
Sniff, sniff - crikey - Buster needs to see a vet.
Sniff, sniff - I can't believe that bitch Fifi is pregnant again!
Sniff, sniff - %$#@$% which idiot gave Monty asparagus?
Friday, 27 July 2012
Frozen Sky
The
cold north wind they call La Freeze
Is
playing havoc with my knees,
O.B.’s
is causing damage to my liver.
I
wish I had a hot latte
To
try and get this cold away,
‘Cause
winter’s here and summer’s fokken over.
And
even the power has packed up and gone,
So
it’s full panties, not a thong,
And
bar heaters are such a con; I have to cry,
I’ve
got such freezing thighs
But
thermal undies warm me through the night,
I
swear it’s true – I think the end is nigh,
Curry
here, curry now, oh for some yummy Thai
But
all I am eating is cold cottage pie...
with deep apologies to Chris de Burgh (Lonely Sky)
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