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posted on: 31/05/2013 at 11:06 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
New posting on Sauerkraut's Facebook page:
Diany and the Danettes and Chadee
Some great new books on Grrr...Art Editions website:
Définitivement Charlots by Jean Sarrus
Jardins à l'Algérienne by Albert Labbouz
Kit de Secours pour Alcoolique by Pierre Veissire
posted on: 01/04/2013 at 17:42 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
We've been eating Beef Salad again and delicious home made pizza with anchovies.
On a completely different subject, I was sent this gem today:
It all makes sense now. Gay marriage and marijuana being legalized on the same day.
Leviticus 20:13 - "if a man lays with another man he should be stoned." We've just been interpreting it wrong all these years.
posted on: 19/11/2012 at 19:22 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
Sad news today about Robin Gibb
I always wondered about his teeth, especially in the early days.
I thought their early hit "Massive Chew Sets" was a tribute to his dentist.
posted on: 21/05/2012 at 22:39 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
I'm sure this one has been around for a long time but I only heard it for the first time this week on the radio.
- Tie a piece of buttered toast onto a cat's back, buttered side upwards
- Throw the cat out of the window
Think about it
posted on: 18/06/2011 at 08:27 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
The International Festival of One-Liner jokes (continues)
A Friend Is Like A Good Bra...
Hard to Find , Supportive
Comfortable, Always Lifts You Up
Never Lets You Down or Leaves You Hanging
And Is Always Close To Your Heart!
posted on: 23/02/2011 at 17:16 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
The International Festival of One-Liner jokes
I got this one is the mail this morning:
One guy says to the other: I am dating 2 anorexics, 2 birds 1 stone!!
I didn't get it at first, having not lived in the UK for about 30 years, I had forgotten that a stone is an obscure British measure of weight. It didn't help that I thought anorexics were people who had lost their memory.
Sometimes we can all be really thick.
posted on: 05/09/2010 at 12:53 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
Rindercella and her sugly isters
Some polemic about the origins of this one.
Some say it was originally shown on BBC TV, back in the seventies - apparently, Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger. If this is true, it is hard to believe that the BBC received not one complaint and several Ronnie Barker fans have e-mailed me saying he never would have performed this.
The true origins are documented at matthewgoldman.com where you can find several versions including transcripts and MP3s. It seems that the original version comes from a Colonel Stoopnagel, his version can be found here: fun-with-words.com
Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms as you read;
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion.
Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot.
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered.
The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forribl huckers; they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared.
Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian.
She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks
The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnligh otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve.
"Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.
Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart.
"Who's fust jarted??" asked the prandsome hince.
"Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers.
This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on.
He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny.
posted on: 05/12/2008 at 17:37 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
There is a new addition to the family. This little pest (right) has been creating havoc in my kitchen but, fortunately, she seems to be calming down and she is starting to uderstand about no-go areas.
Summer came and has now gone away again, we are underwater practically.
Exciting election day in France. Contribution (left) from one of my fans. Its entitled "Coming soon to every town hall in France". What was that German movie "Even dwarves started small..."? Herzog, or Fassbinder maybe?
Off on my travels again at the crack of dawn.
posted on: 06/05/2007 at 12:53 in category: [/humour] with permanent link
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