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I wanted to come back in time and explain something as it doesn't make sense otherwise...(though not much of this thread makes sense anyway) I set up this thread as explained below with a lovely dear lady called Sunny Leith. We had a lot of chat on here and the silliness got me and her and lots of others through some hard times. Sunny left the site when there was some criticism of warped and she deleted all her posts when she left. That is why it doesn't make sense to start with as all her posts are missing and it is a bit of a one sided conversation.... Enjoy it all the same...
Hi there,
This is a follow on from the 'dumb things people say' recent thread that is moving here with a health warning!
If you are feeling sensitive please don't read this thread as you may feel offended.... and we need a place to say what we need to say without worrying about offending people so you have been warned!!!!
This is for those of us who cope by being irreverent and silly and able to laugh at all the bad stuff. If you want to get the idea, read the last few pages of dumb things people say, I might see if I can cut and paste a few over to get us going....
In the meantime,
Sunny, you had me laughing my head off this morning with that image of you sitting there in your underwear, chocolate mouth etc!! I think it would have been hilarious if you had answered the door and invited them in.... they certainly would have needed oxygen by the time they got back down the speed they would have run away....!
Magel, how do they find us?? I live up a very steep hill in a very remote area and they made it up the hill to us too..... mind you, they were so out of breath they couldn't speak... almost felt sorry for them!
Can't remember what else we were on about as I can't see the last post anymore but lets continue here with the laughs and anyone new, feel free to join in.
Looking forward to hearing from you
Little My x
That is the best idea yet! Now, I wonder if waitrose sell surstromming.....
And Tim I'm hanging on to the xxl invincible cummerbund a bit longer just in case I need a gettaway. Actually I reckon I could catapult myself home with it...
Hilary, before cancer, I was dedicated and competent. I admit it. Now, I am no longer that dedicated for some reason. I will admit to being competent cos you won't believe me if I said I wasn't. Just a Dilligaf these days. (Do I look like a give a f... )
I am also an approver of all that hippy newagey stuff (have to be where I work!), but I love my gadgets and computer. And what I don't like is when it becomes a fascist glaring at you disapproving type thing. The holier than thou... Lets face it, pretty much everyone is holier than me except I did give up smoking cos of Hefty and I am not happy about that. I am also with you on the Oh it might give you cancer and have been known to say quite often...
" why? what's it going to do? Give me cancer? Oh got that already..." chomp, glug burp. I did spend 3 glorious weeks saying the same about cigarettes to horrifed onlookers but had to give in on that one really. Ho hum. Just call me Saint My of Warpedom.
I nipped off to have lunch and have now forgotten everything. Well, that's not strictly true, I still remember that the capital of Norway is Bergen ;) and that I shit in the woods. (or anywhere for that matter... Oh oh oh ohhhhhh! that reminds me of a poo story I forgot to tell you damn you say, thought we'd got away with that one.. we don't have a bath in our house- just a shower so when I went to the swanky hotel I had a bath for the novelty factor. Hadn't had a bath with baggy before and he did a poo. I thought oh I'm doing a poo in the bath and it made me laugh... Well, it made me laugh anyway...please yourselves... )
I think jan got drunk? Educated guess eh? Oh Hilary was having cake for breakfast and Jan fell over with a sparkler.
I just had a smoked duck and redcurrent jelly sandwich. The joys of leftovers... and before you think I am that posh that I buy smoked duck for my sarnies, the smoked duck was in a hamper my mad swedish relatives sent me... along with smoked vension and smoked salmon... shame there wasn't a smoking little my in there cos I still miss it... had you noticed?
One more childhood story for you to keep you going while away. In sweden they have this stuff called Kaviar. Its pink and cheap and not like the other expensive caviar and comes in tubes like cheese spread. Anyway, we always had a tube mouldering away in the back of the fridge. We had moved house and I went to a new school that was in quite a rough area. We went on a school trip and we were comparing what we'd brought. Egg sarnies, and ham sarnies and cheese sarnies etc. I said, Oh my mum hadn't been shopping so I had to make caviar sandwiches and a boiled egg but I don't like them cos the silver on the spoons makes them taste funny. Anyone want to swap? The silence was priceless... What? what? says LM....
Anyway, gotta go and try and be sensible and I am soooooo not in the mood for it.
Oh and Ruby... yes. Womble knickers. Priceless indeed. Should have been given invincibles at an early age eh? Might have stopped all kinds of mischief being made... ah those were the days when I had bits that worked and the energy to make them work snigger snigger and on that note...
Cheerio
Little My xx
Hi Colete, I see you found the room but can't comment at the moment... sending you a hug though.
HELP!!! I have sneaked on here while they are all asleep or in the shower or whatever. Its ghastly. We went on for ages last night and as we were going to bed, I went to switch the laptop on and one of them said... remember its a retreat now... we're having none of that. You need to take your thoughts from tonight into your sleep... and not have them sullied by distractions!
Hmm wanna know what my thoughts are this morning? I wonder if a laptop would fit up there or would i pop my sausages out trying?
Anyway, gotta go cos they are getting up. Like a secret covert mission this. They have planned in a walk though its so stormy they might not go but if they do, I am going to play a cancer card and my dodgy hips and not go and sneak on here instead.
Oh bugger one of them just got up and came down and I said I was just sending an email to a friend to wish them good luck for some tests today... so good luck!
everyone's getting up- gotta go.
Love you
Secret Agent LM xxx
Dont go popping your sausages....by the time you read this I will have gathered the rest of the agents and laptop will have been put into place for you,it might need a wipe down when you retrieve it cos not everyone has a nice shiny bum like what you do.This message will self destruct in 30seconds. Oh and btw I am off to London on Thursday to see a show but expect good internet and mobile there but if I get stuck in hotel and need rescuing just mind the windows when you abseil down to get me. If you get captured tell em nowt remember your training. Colette XX
Do not take your thoughts into sleep or you will sleep walk with an axe
trouble with the airy fairy stuff is they take it all far too seriously give em the the Swedish delicacy use the invincibles make sure your wearing the wombles to give those watching below a treat and hang glide off and away.
Cruton xxxx
It is a sad reflection on Hooman Nature that the more serious and well-meaning people are, the more they irritate. I think it's the perpetual one-upmanship that does it: you know - you give money to charity, or whatever, but Saintly Person A spends all their weekends working in a soup kitchen, and Saintly Person B gives their shoes to every homeless person they meet, and Saintly Person C doesn't even own shoes ... (see also 'vegetarianism', where just being vegetarian is never quite enough).
However, if the weather there is anything like the weather here, then if they still insist on going for their walk - and I wouldn't put it past them, I bet they're the hearty type, they probably own khaki shorts and rucksacks and little woolly hats - then you should be able to push one or two of them off a cliff. And they have no Abseiling Invincibles. Ha!
If there's an accident whilst you're wearing your Wombling pants, may we refer to it as Orinoco Flow?
xxx
Hils, I love your no nonsense approach to life, and I suspect that you do not suffer fools gladly ( think that's the saying).
I wonder if they have all been blown away yet !
Don't know if the womble pants can with hold any accidents. xxxx
Hello Warpees,
I've been very busy over the hols with the family, I mean it, and I only got out fishing once!
Seems to me (catching up) that it is becoming a bit of a habit you LM to be posting from hotels! Hope the schools stuff is not to boring. Did you take your womble knickers with you?
I managed to make baggy work overtime a couple of times, but this time no issues and I really had a great Xmas break. Hope you all did too.
I never got drunk like Jan, but I did come pretty close one day when I drank too many pints, the volume cripples me and the next day I'm always sick from when I wake up until midday. Must remember to stick to bottles!
Following on the Womble theme, is Colin going to morph into Great Uncle Bulgaria? Which Womble suits you, or do you think describes someone best, hee hee!
Tight Lines
Tim xxx
Hi Tim, So glad you had a good Christmas with the family and you didn't get too drunk oh and baggy behaved himself.
I suspect Colin would make a wonderful Great Uncle Bulgaria, as for myself I would be more along the lines of Orinoco and wellington without the scientific bit.
Shame you only got fishing once, weather has not been that great. We live near a very famous trout and salmon river, there are some real monsters in there you would definitely need LM's XXXXXL pants to catch them with.
Ruby x
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