#40,591
mr self destruct wrote:
Ouch - something tells me mrs h ain’t going to like that one!
Posted on Fri, 10 October 2008 at 15:00
#40,592
Gimme Back My Brainsaw wrote:
Posted on Fri, 10 October 2008 at 15:17
#40,593
mrs h wrote:
chr1s wrote:
:) it’s not that talented :D
That’s just gross. And Sammy is right, I don’t like it one bit! :mad:
Posted on Fri, 10 October 2008 at 18:42 in reply to an earlier post
#40,594
mrs h wrote:
oops!! Forgot this bit :p
Posted on Fri, 10 October 2008 at 18:43
#40,595
Misanthropologist (d) wrote:
Is that the bit you do like?
Posted on Sat, 11 October 2008 at 00:50
#40,596
mrs h wrote:
No, but I want you to look at my tongue and see if I’m ill. In the style of ‘Dr D’, the Mighty Mighty Bosstones classic reference to the bloke who used to let them practise in his cellar. And if I am ill, bring me some chocolates.
Posted on Sat, 11 October 2008 at 09:11
#40,597
Misanthropologist (d) wrote:
Well, your tongue looks, fairly healthy, all told, but the fact that you carry it around in your purse is probably a bad sign.
Here are some amusing novelty chocolates in the shape of willies. They’re modelled on Dan’s willy, in fact. There’s 100g of choclate here, made into 200 true-to-life willies.
Posted on Sat, 11 October 2008 at 09:50
#40,598
mrs h wrote:
That reminds me of the time I saw a ‘free willy’ poster and accidentally ended up at the launch party for a local butcher’s shop. Some party-bag that turned out to be! :mad:
Posted on Sat, 11 October 2008 at 13:42
#40,599
Taunty Dan wrote:
Yeah, great night wasn’t it? :) *eats chocolate. Reminisces.*
Posted on Sat, 11 October 2008 at 15:19
#40,600
mrs h wrote:
Great night?!! How can you say that? You did things on the butcher’s block that people go to special clubs for, and then that thing with the dancing and the apron and that half-pig hanging in the window… The next thing i remember everyone was covered in minced lamb and the butcher got very aggressive. I’ve never been back since. Now I have to get all our meat from the bins round the back of the PDSA :(
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 07:32
#40,601
mrs h wrote:
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 07:37
#40,602
Taunty Dan wrote:
mrs h wrote:
Great night?!! How can you say that?
Because it was the first night D and i, y’know…did our “thing”…
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 08:16 in reply to an earlier post
#40,603
mrs h wrote:
The thing with the minced lamb or the thing with the umbrella and the donuts?
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:15
#40,604
Taunty Dan wrote:
The umbrella one. We didn’t incorporate the donuts into the, erm…”routine” until much later. But yeah.
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:18
#40,605
mrs h wrote:
I suppose you had to bring the donuts in for motivation? I can’t imagine you keeping it up for very long without some sort of stodgy reward, and if I’m honest it wouldn’t really work aesthetically if you didn’t have jam round your mouth.
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:22
#40,606
Taunty Dan wrote:
Well exactly! Without the sticky jam moustache it was just a run of the mill party trick, and a poor one at that. It needed…something to make it stand out. I mean you know, you’ve seen the awards. They don’t give out the “European Humitarian of the year” trophy to just anyone…
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:29
#40,607
mrs h wrote:
We’ve been through this a hundred times - it doesn’t say ‘humanitarian’, it says ‘houmous’ …
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:42
#40,608
Taunty Dan wrote:
:rolleyes: i didn’t say humanitarian, i said HUMITARIAN. Its an ancient form of humming, which takes years of practice and dedication. Did you not wonder why d and i were always making groaning noises behind closed doors? What did you think we were doing??
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:47
#40,609
mrs h wrote:
I thought it was a natural consequence of eating 45 donuts in a row. So you just closed the doors so we wouldn’t have to watch you humming? You should have gone in your room, that kitchen cupboard is tiny!
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 16:57
#40,610
Taunty Dan wrote:
Thats as maybe, but its all about acoustics see. You can’t practice humitarianism (for that is what it is called) anywhere you know. It costs us millions to get the sound right in that cupboard.
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:00
#40,611
mrs h wrote:
If you can’t practise it anywhere you know, then you should go somewhere you don’t know in order to do it. It’s funny how since you holed up in there and started making all those funny noises our Christmas hamper has disappeared :mad:
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:07
#40,612
Dennis wrote:
*sits cross-legged on floor, surrounded by turkey bones, with guilty look on face*…erm…
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:08
#40,613
mrs h wrote:
Damn you Dennis - I spent weeks in hospital making that basket!! :mad:
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:09
#40,614
mrs h wrote:
*realises Dennis hasn’t eaten the basket*
Thank fuck for that!
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:11
#40,615
Dennis wrote:
*is glad mrs h hasn’t spotted the hastily-cobbled together basket he made to replace the one he ate*
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:14
#40,616
mrs h wrote:
*wonders how the wicker basket has turned into one made of giblets and fuzzy felt*
*marvels at modern technology*
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:16
#40,617
mrs h wrote:
*wonders when Mr Bomb is going to put down his binoculars and come in*
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 17:21
#40,618
caffeinebomb wrote:
Oi! Ennis - outside now.
What’s all this caffeineMAN malarky I keep hearing about eh?
Evening Ma’am.
Posted on Sun, 12 October 2008 at 23:08
#40,619
mrs h wrote:
Yay!!
*flings arms round Mr Bomb*
*has powerful sense of deja vu*
*Gives laundry basket full of red bills to Mr Bomb to sort out*
Where have you been?
Morning Gav :)
Posted on Mon, 13 October 2008 at 07:06
