God that’s almost as bad as
What’s brown, lies in a field and sounds like a bell?
dung
God that’s almost as bad as
What’s brown, lies in a field and sounds like a bell?
dung
In my Town High Street there’s nothing but opticians, chemists & bakeries;
It’s all specs, drugs & sausage rolls!
But not quite, Baldric
Tobs, that’s not West End… must be Suburbia.
“I really should have listened to the advice my old grandpa gave me."
“Why - what advice did he give you?”
“I don’t know - I didn’t listen.”
either way it’s a sin
VAR-dy
At the risky of causing controversy what can you say about somebody whose parents can’t even spell her name properly…
I do whatever the voices in my wife’s head tell me to do.
IIRC that spelling is the original English translation in the Old Testament so is technically more correct than the more common modern version.
Don’t you just hate it when your fingers go through the toilet paper.
But I still enjoy working in the old peoples home!
Discounted?