walledlakewizardOPwalled lake, Michigan USA200 posts
I'll start the story, YOU pick up where I leave off.
Once upon a time a old man was sitting on his front porch reading his newspaper. Suddenly, the old man hears a wee small voice say, 'May I plase have a drink of water?' The old man looks around to see who was talking but seeing no one, he resumes his reading. A few minutes later, he hears the wee small voice again, 'may I please have some water?' The old man stands up and looks around again, but, still sees no one. The wee small voice then say's, 'down here,' Looking down, the old man see's a snail at his feet. Angry because he was interrupted again, he kicks the snail off his porch. Three months later, the old man is again on his porch reading his paper, when all of a sudden he hears a wee small voice say, 'What's up with that?' Where upon the old man...
trueheart1941brentwood essex, Essex, England UK8,005 posts
walledlakewizard: I'll start the story, YOU pick up where I leave off.
Once upon a time a old man was sitting on his front porch reading his newspaper. Suddenly, the old man hears a wee small voice say, 'May I plase have a drink of water?' The old man looks around to see who was talking but seeing no one, he resumes his reading. A few minutes later, he hears the wee small voice again, 'may I please have some water?' The old man stands up and looks around again, but, still sees no one. The wee small voice then say's, 'down here,' Looking down, the old man see's a snail at his feet. Angry because he was interrupted again, he kicks the snail off his porch. Three months later, the old man is again on his porch reading his paper, when all of a sudden he hears a wee small voice say, 'What's up with that?' Where upon the old man...
your turn...
picks up the snail and looks him in the eye.....what,s your beef....buddy...says the old man.......?
curly28Perth, Western Australia Australia5,450 posts
walledlakewizard: say's, ' Now where is my wife, she was just behind me three months ago?'
well guess I have to slide along , get over her and find me another sheila snail that's gunna be hard takes me all day to get up the garden path Hope I don't get trodden on by those big footed giants
walledlakewizard: Not only that, but by the time she's ready, I still have'nt gotten out of this stupid shell and she's forgotten what she was there for.
but he knew where to touch Her to Warm her up again
Quest64Tauranga, Bay of Plenty New Zealand53 posts
But that wasn't the end of the story...... Because although he and his true love were together again, when he checked his mailbox (snail mail ) there was a letter from an old flame....
curly28Perth, Western Australia Australia5,450 posts
Quest64: But that wasn't the end of the story...... Because although he and his true love were together again, when he checked his mailbox (snail mail ) there was a letter from an old flame....
the plot thickens >>>> snail slides back under the rock so he can think things out in a rational way of course he was smitten I'll have a snails affair shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hehe! two's better than one
Quest64Tauranga, Bay of Plenty New Zealand53 posts
walledlakewizard: and discovered they were in the wrong house.
And were they annoyed because it had taken them most of the night to reach the top. However.....revenge is sweet and no matter how long it took they were going to get payback. They needed help , so they contacted some of their snail friends and....
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Once upon a time a old man was sitting on his front porch reading his newspaper. Suddenly, the old man hears a wee small voice say, 'May I plase have a drink of water?'
The old man looks around to see who was talking but seeing no one, he resumes his reading. A few minutes later, he hears the wee small voice again, 'may I please have some water?' The old man stands up and looks around again, but, still sees no one. The wee small voice then say's, 'down here,'
Looking down, the old man see's a snail at his feet. Angry because he was interrupted again, he kicks the snail off his porch.
Three months later, the old man is again on his porch reading his paper, when all of a sudden he hears a wee small voice say, 'What's up with that?' Where upon the old man...
your turn...