I was thinking the same as Teresa but i didn’t dare say anything! lol!!
I thought Ellie had been on the bird seed!
Either that or the xmas stress is getting to everyone!
Teresa.x
My dear old grandad used to say ’ l 've got a mouth like a budgie’s cage - Sand -Seed - Sh*t and Feathers!
And l wish l was more like one of those budgies toys - that they peck and try to knock down but they just spring back up.
F.
[sorry Ellie]
All this budgie talk reminds me of a joke I once heard…
A lonely old man decided to buy a budgie for company and at the pet shop asked for a budgie that could talk.
The pet shop man sold him one guaranteed to talk and old man went home feeling happy that his lonely days were over. But 3 days went by and not a word out of the budgie. So he went back to the pet shop and the pet shop man said, “Oh, sure, he must be lonely. He’ll talk if he has a mate.”
So the old man bought another budgie and brought it home and popped it in the cage and went to bed. In the morning there were a few yellow feathers floating around in the cage and the new budgie was lying on his back, toes pointing to heaven, dead as dodo and the first budgie was hopping around the cage saying, “I can fight, I can fight!”
“Well’” thought the old man, “At least he is talking now but I’ll have to buy a bigger bird to keep HIM company.”
So he went back to the pet shop and came home with a pigeon and popped it in the cage, The next day he came down stairs and there were a few pigeon feathers floating around and the pigeon was lying flat on his back, toes pointing to heaven, dead as dodo and the budgie was strutting around the cage, not a feather out of place, saying, “I can fight, I can fight!”
“Oh my goodness,” thought the old man. And went back to the pet shop and bought a magpie to keep his budgie company. Next morning there was a pile of black and white magpie feathers on the floor of the cage and the magpie was lying flat on his back, toes pointing to heaven, dead as dodo and the budgie was strutting around the cage, not a feather out of place, saying, “I can fight, I can fight!”
“OK, like that, is it?” said the old man and went back to the pet shop. This time he bought ta hawk and popped it in the cage. The next morning there was a pile of hawk feathers on the floor of the cage and the hawk was lying flat on his back, toes pointing to heaven, dead as dodo and the budgie was strutting around the cage, not a feather out of place, saying, “I can fight, I can fight!”
“RIGHT,” said the old man. “I’ll fix you….” And he went back to the pet shop and bought a wedge tail eagle. He popped it in the cage and went to bed and all through the night he could hear banging and rattling and crashing and thumping coming from downstairs.
When he went downstairs in the morning there was a great cloud of bright yellow feathers all over the kitchen and there was the eagle lying flat on his back, toes pointing to heaven, dead as dodo and the budgie was strutting around the cage, stark naked, not a feather on his body, saying, “I can fight, I can fight but I had to take my coat off to do THAT one!”
B running away very quickly now
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hiya
thanks to all that have replied. theresa-do i win an award?!
seriously-thanks to all.
folk have asked if i am bored cos of recent happenings-been 6 months now. my body is goosed (wonder how much they are?!) but the mind is stronger that ever and still has many questions in it.
have a brill day all!
ellie x
[/quote] Definitely Ellie - ‘the most bizarre post ever put on the MS forum!’. That do you? Lol. Teresa xx
Love the joke B, xx
Thought this was a joke Ellie,
Was going to say I don’t know but :-
A monkey is £500 and a pony is £25 (cockney rhyming slang)
Jen x
my friend’s 3 sons had assorted pets.
the eldest had a snake for years then the youngest started keeping mice - he was going to breed them.
snake ate the mice and then went missing. my friend found it a year later in the cupboard under the stairs.
its a good memory because my friend died in february and i love all the memories
carole x
eee, that were a gud `un, Bel!
luv Pollx