so sorry Carole, gutted. xx
Noooo Mr D, he’ll be put in the corner for that, besides it’s rude xx
Traceydcgate,
Son has phoned for money this morning to come home, apparently Australia is s**t
Dropped my fav (posh glass) with name on, very broken, worse still had Gin in it ,b*****ks
Daughter phoned, stuck 6 mile away. Husband (tit & not mine, hers) hasn’t turned up to pick her up from a drop off point (been abroad)
Coming home, power steering on my car, broken. Limped home, again b*****ks
Fez a frikkin nightmare, too hot & Mr Dc having a breakdown.
Otherwise, lovely normal Sunday in the Dc household.
I do hope everyone else’s has been less eventful, Gin out of a bucket, rhymes with f*** it. xx
Bonuses, son coming home, gin always a good thing to ease the rest of the Sunday troubles and traumas.
Oh, meant to say I was having a Steely Dan fest the other day and they have a track called ‘The Fez’. But looked up the meaning and apparently Fez = slang for condom!!! Thought you’d appreciate that!
And of course you have gin. (I know already said that, but double measures are a good thing!)
§ue
What a bloody day Sue, as usual. Car’s pished me off, only a car I know, but a lifeline really. I’ve had Gin alright, daughty came home with Bombay Sapphire, litre bottle, we’ve managed half but she’s taken the rest to hit her hubbie with. I shouldn’t moan really, just a normal day here!!! Fez needs a condom, Uni is not holding up, no way am I fixing it, not a chance. xx
tracey i’m sorry for your sh*t day but at the same time it’s good to know i’m not the only one living in a disaster zone. so drink your gin from a bucket and think f**k it! your daughter sounds a lot like you and her husband sounds stupid in the circumstances. although you have had to send money, i bet you can’t wait for your son to be home. sue- i had to you tube steely dan because i’d never heard the track “fez”. tracey by the sound of your ferret’s randy behaviour, fez should use a fez!
I hadn’t heard the track before either. I only did because my numpty Mr Sssue decided one day (after the death of Walter Becker), to buy a double album of Steely Dan ‘hits’. He never thought to ask me what Steely Dan I already had. But this album has quite a few odd tracks that I didn’t know. As well as most I already had. I saw the track was called The Fez, looked up the lyrics then the meaning, because it made no sense. (‘No I’m never gonna do it without the fez on’!)
I love Steely Dan. My current fave track is Haitian Divorce, ‘Babs and Clean Willie were in love they said, so in love, the preachers face turned red …’
And Tracey, I hope today is a better day. And your daughter doesn’t actually smash the Bombay bottle over her husband’s head. Even half full it would be a little bit dangerous.
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Hi lovelies, nope, today is so far pretty much as yesterday, s**t. Friggin car is going to cost a fortune (never buy an Audi!!!), poor MIL not well & daughter is still on the rampage. I am happy to announce that she did put the Bombay Sapphire to good use, she drank the lot. Luckily she was too pished to utilise the bottle as a weapon. Son is now ‘putting up with it’ until September, the tickets are cheaper (now he tells us). It’s just 1 of those weeks I suppose, never boring, expensive but not boring.xx
hi again tracey - when all else is going to hell in a bucket (f**k it), we are all still here to enjoy your tales. and there’s always gin. billy has an audi quattro and although hubby reckons it’s knackered it still keeps on going. ah boys and their toys!
Hey! I just found a pen.
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mick rude???
never deliberately rude or funny.
M
hah! mick you haven’t let me down! as soon as i heard that joke i thought of you. schoolboy humour and all that.
if you are lobbing glasses with gin in, you should be ashamed, nah scrub that you should drink quicker.
You would have been proud of me yesterday I drank enough wine to nearly fall off my rollator (seat) after I forgot it had no back rest, I then very nearly tried to get into a friends hot tub (it was quite late and we had run out of wine). The only thought that stopped me was that all the “able-bods” were also too “pished” to heave my flailing carcass out again with out a harpoon, plus the fact that they would have been laughing uncontrollably.
We are all a bit jaded today We are not in the same league as you Foggy Pro drinkers
Mick
Carole,
Hang on just a cotton pickin’ minute.
This picture had absolutely nothing to do with me. Our illustrious AD is responsible and (might I add) bang on the money, that would be the sort of thing I may have posted were it not for the fact that I have been internet free, for 36 hours and too much of a boy scout to post anything that might be considered risque.
Mick
Mick
Too much of a what to post what Mick?
Hast thou forgot the Brillo pad bra?
We may have a few screws loose, but getting that particular mental image from ones mind is beyond me.
§ue
OK so I am busted Sue…
I had forgotten the Brillo based garment. I forgot almost everything after the brick dust / barbed wire catheter comment, I am still trying to blank out that thought by consuming industrial quantities of wine and cheese.
This plus Fog plus 27 degrees C wrecked my memory. (along with the fact that schoolboys of a certain age have a very selective memory bank.
Mick
That’s some Parker pen Mr D. Mick I’m sure you will be just as naughty.
It’s a big Tippex. (if you’ll pardon the expression)
hah! you slay me AD. your off the cuff replies are excellent! you clever old wordsmith you!
He looks a bit shocked by what he’s found as well…