I can dance. You may be my dance partner; as long as you let me dance with Marti now and then. Marti can be my sensual thingy partner - as long as she lets me dance with you. Ok?
I agree. The hard work begins when she doesn't realise is that the tv remote control belongs to you, and that trying to obtain ownership by using her female wiles just doesn't cut any ice!
I mean to say, what has it got to with her what you watcgh on tv. She should shut up, get you a beer and carry on cooking a meal.........there is an old saying 'Give an inch and she wants all seven point five inches - now!'
Marti - regarding your previous post about being the oldest......you seemed the youngest person there (mentally)! Is this a compliment? Is this an insult? Confused? Watch the next episode of 'Soap' where Marti and Rusty thingy have their nuptials!
Yeah yeah - that's what my dad said when he went to the dentist with all his teeth and came out emasculated!
You need a medical for what - a job?
Look, you're going to die one day - there is absolutely no point in having a medical and finding out that your chloresterol level is too high or you're diabetc or your dangly bits are about to fall off.............spend the money on some decent booze, dammit!
Believe it or not it HAS happened to me on several occasions.........when I've met the eyes and gazed into the soul of some gorgeous creature and I've been too shy to introduce myself.
Listen to me young lady - just because you are 33 days younger than I am, but look young enough to be my daughter if I had one!
I hope you have a wonderful holiday next week, but I want YOU as a dancing partner as you're just the right height and not too heavy if you step on my feet!
We'll have to sneak off for a dance while Marti's not looking, mind you, she is such a lovely bubbly lady but I can imagine she'd be dangerous with a sharp kitchen knife.......... and, as you know, we got engaged on Thursday night and I have to show her I'm faithful and true and noble and all that good stuff!
Let's get serious! (only joking, I'm hardly ever serious.....)
We are drifting in a lifeboat. Our cruise ship sank when smoky and brunette and other witchy types lured the Captain to their cabins for a bit of personal navigational exercises - bummer!
We have adequate water, but no food. We are a useless bunch when it comes to fishing, plus smoky refuses to let us use her awesome bikini top to trawl for tuna fish (Praise the Lord for small mercies!).
We are getting hungry. We are getting very, very hungry. We are so hungry that we are not even dreaming of who we'd like to share a hammock with when we eventually drift onto our dream desert island!
We are so bleeding hungry that there is only one solution. We are going to have to indulge in a little cannibalism in order to survive!
Which CS 'character' would you nominate for the cooking pot? Why?
Yum! Yum!
I await your replies with dribbling anticipation! (Rule one: you can't all nominate me!)
Marti - it was wonderful to meet you..........and I hope we meet again soon! I don't know if you know the meaning of the word 'yummy', but you are 'yummy' big time!
Maltese people therefore have to balance their spiritual, emotional and physical needs in imaginative ways.
I have a very good Maltese friend who has been trying to get his marriage annuled for over eight years; over this time I met a lady, courted her for two years, married her and got divorced three years later!
Now if only I'd been Maltese I'd have only failed in marriage once instead of three times!
There are advantages and disadvantages in almost everything.
I think you have a sparkling personality and that you'll have no problem finding the right person for you. May I wish you luck, and that you meet the man of your dreams soon - let's hope he's not put off by having to compete for three years plus in the mammary department!
My advice is to spend the £200 for the medical on some alcohol - this might not cure your illness (if you have one) but consuming £200+ of alcohol in one night ought to give your brain something more serious to concentrate on.
Save the money you would have spent on travelling to London on hangover cures.
You are, of course, quite right. Abandon is the word; and it appears that your bikini top has indeed abandoned its duty in its principle supporting role - it seems to have a wedwardian personality (i.e. 'let it all hang out!').
You know I'd have given you more attention if 'Uncle' Jacko wasn't all over you.........anyway I couldn't be in three places at the same time, and the more elderly ladies were easier to charm as they were obviously desperate for attention!
(plus KT kept playing 'footsie' with me which was very flattering but confusing as I was playing footsie with whatshername on my left and Marti, opposite me, was trying to kick me in the groin with her short stumpy legs!).
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Who'd up up in the pot?
I bruise easily - does that make me tender?