Not to mention that we would avoid WW2 altogether. * to all the people reading this hundreds of years from now it is a long weekend here in Canada. We royalist get an extra day off to celebrate queen Victoria (not the current queen) birthday and I’m trying some of the local craft brews, such as “The Octopus Wants To Fight IPA” (goes well with a squid) or “Live Transmission” from the Flying Monkey Brewery. After we win the war for the free breast implants and tushie lifts I will try the “Bone Shaker”.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
The wife is away on a business trip so beer is all I have left. I hope Vickie doesn’t mind.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
Lou, beer is good (lovely in fact) but I value WoFF more. You can quote me on that.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
You see, it’s like this. Some women claim chocolate is better than sex. Apparently they’ve never tried WoFF.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
Heh, heh! I think I’ve heard my wife say that once! Females are such hypocritical creatures.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
And somewhere in France an American cowboy is taking his former prostitute girlfriend........ a box of chocolates. As we say down here, “you boys ain’t right!” Fullofit, have one for me while your at it.
Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear or a fool from either end. BOC Member since....I can't remember!
Oh you guys make my jolly. MFair, l’m already quite tipsy, but for you my friend I’ll reach into the icebox for just one more. (Falling over and crawling on all fours to the fridge)
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
Back from the fridge. Anyway, I hope that after the war your former prostitute can get her free tushie lift and breast implants during her lunch break, claiming she did nothing of the sort. She simply ate some chocolate.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."
Up and mixing it with e/a Recon types on both flights my mates knock down 1 for 1 of us damaged. I think that I might have damaged an e/a on the second flight, But ?
Wait a minute! This is a fake! I don’t see the TrackIR sensor clip on the bonnet.
"Take the cylinder out of my kidneys, The connecting rod out of my brain, my brain, From out of my arse take the camshaft, And assemble the engine again."