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You could try washing more regularly, and wear looser undergarments. Then you will get away with less frequent changes, I’m told. -
Not "you"; "one". And you should never believe everything that you're told!Originally posted by Beef Oven! View PostComment
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Not sure what "remoaners" are but I somehow doubt that anyone would regard Mr Farage's possible emigration to US as part of a "brain drain" in any case...Originally posted by Beef Oven! View PostComment
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Originally posted by jean View Post
I've played with a trombonist like that!
Who am I kidding - I've been a trombonist like that.....
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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I once heard a story, which I think was attributed to an after-dinner speech by Leonard Bernstein. He said that, returning to his hotel room after a concert, he found a note pushed under the door. It said: The man in your orchestra who plays the thing that goes in and out wasn't playing all the time tonight!Last edited by kernelbogey; 29-11-16, 13:24.Comment
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I went to the library today to check if they knew of a book about Pavlov's dogs and Schrodinger's cat. The Librarian said that it rang a bell but she didn't know if it was in at the moment.
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Dad "go to your room now"
Child storms of shouting "Jim Morrison and his band were crap"
Dad "what did I tell you about slamming the doors"Comment
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Where did Noah keep his bees ?
In the Ark hivesComment
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##1807 - 1809
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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I'm very pleased with my vegetable patch, I haven't wanted a vegetable in weeks!Best regards,
JonathanComment
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Alright you lucky people, it's that time of year again: time for Caliban's Christmas Cracker
Quasimodo walks into a bar...
Quasimodo: Double scotch please.
Barman: Bells ok?
Quasimodo: Mind your own f***** business!
"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostAlright you lucky people, it's that time of year again: time for Caliban's Christmas Cracker
Quasimodo walks into a bar...
Quasimodo: Double scotch please.
Barman: Bells ok?
Quasimodo: Mind your own f***** business!
( missed the camouflage one until now. Very good.)
I made up a crap Xmas cracker type joke the other day.....
How do the government spy on cattle?
they use GCHCow,,,,,,
groan/coat/ whatevs.I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.
I am not a number, I am a free man.Comment
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Originally posted by Jonathan View Post Can you get them on the NHS?
Pacta sunt servanda !!!Comment
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