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  • Nicked from Chyna-doll

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    here

    All in the name of fun of course:)

  • Moles

    -- A mama mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole all live in a little mole hole.
    One day the papa mole sticks his head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says,"Yum! I smell maple syrup!"
    The mama mole sticks her head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says "Yum! I smell honey!"
    The baby mole tries to stick his head out of the hole to sniff the air, but can't because the bigger moles
    are in the way so he says, "Geez, all I can smell
    is....

    Scroll down.......

    Get ready.....

    Are you sure you're ready?
    You may never forgive me for this one...

    MOLASSES

  • The plus side of getting older

    1. Kidnappers are not very interested in you.
    2. In a hostage situation you are likely to be released first. 3. No
    one expects you to run into a burning building 4. People call at 9
    PM and ask, "Did I wake you?" 5. People no longer view you as a
    hypochondriac. 6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.
    7. Things you buy now won't wear out.
    8. You can eat dinner at 4 PM.
    9. You can live without sex but not without glasses.
    10. You enjoy hearing arguments about pension plans.
    11. You have a party and the neighbours don't even realise it.
    12. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
    13. You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into
    the room.
    14. You sing along with elevator music.
    15. Your eyes won't get much worse.
    16. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.
    17. Your joints are a more accurate meteorologist than the national
    weather service.
    18. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember
    them either.
    19. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to a manageable size.
    20. You can't remember who sent you this list.

  • The full Nelson - or life in today's navy

    The Full Nelson

    Nelson: "Order the signal, Hardy."

    Hardy: "Aye, aye sir."

    Nelson: "Hold on, that's not what I dictated to Flags. What's the meaning of this?"

    Hardy: "Sorry sir?"

    Nelson (reading aloud): "'England expects every person to do his or her duty, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, religious persuasion or disability.' - What gobbledegook is this?"

    Hardy: "Admiralty policy, I'm afraid, sir. We're an equal opportunities employer now. We had the devil's own job getting 'England' past the censors, lest it be considered racist."

    Nelson: "Gadzooks, Hardy. Hand me my pipe and tobacco."

    Hardy: "Sorry sir. All naval vessels have now been designated smoke- free working environments."

    Nelson: "In that case, break open the rum ration. Let us splice the mainbrace to steel the men before battle."

    Hardy: "The rum ration has been abolished, Admiral. Its part of the Government's policy on binge drinking."

    Nelson: "Good heavens, Hardy. I suppose we'd better get on with it . full speed ahead."

    Hardy: "I think you'll find that there's a 4 knot speed limit in this stretch of water."

    Nelson: "Damn it man! We are on the eve of the greatest sea battle in history. We must advance with all dispatch. Report from the crow's nest please."

    Hardy: "That won't be possible, sir."

    Nelson: "What?"

    Hardy: "Health and Safety have closed the crow's nest, sir. No harness, and they said that rope ladders don't meet regulations. They won't let anyone up there until a proper scaffolding can be erected."

    Nelson: "Then get me the ship's carpenter without delay, Hardy."

    Hardy: "He's busy knocking up a wheelchair access to the fo'c'sle Admiral."

    Nelson: "Wheelchair access? I've never heard anything so absurd."

    Hardy: "Health and safety again, sir. We have to provide a barrier-free environment for the differently abled."

    Nelson: "Differently abled? I've only one arm and one eye and I refuse even to hear mention of the word. I didn't rise to the rank of admiral by playing the disability card."

    Hardy: "Actually, sir, you did. The Royal Navy is under represented in the areas of visual impairment and limb deficiency."

    Nelson: "Whatever next? Give me full sail. The salt spray beckons."

    Hardy: "A couple of problems there too, sir. Health and safety won't let the crew up the rigging without hard hats. And they don't want anyone breathing in too much salt - haven't you seen the adverts?"

    Nelson: "I've never heard such infamy. Break out the cannon and tell the men to stand by to engage the enemy."

    Hardy: "The men are a bit worried about shooting at anyone, Admiral."

    Nelson: "What? This is mutiny!"

    Hardy: "It's not that, sir. It's just that they're afraid of being charged with murder if they actually kill anyone. There's a couple of legal-aid lawyers on board, watching everyone like hawks."

    Nelson: "Then how are we to sink the Frenchies and the Spanish?"

    Hardy: "Actually, sir, we're not."

    Nelson: "We're not?"

    Hardy: "No, sir. The French and the Spanish are our European partners now. According to the Common Fisheries Policy, we shouldn't even be in this stretch of water. We could get hit with a claim for
    compensation."

    Nelson: "But you must hate a Frenchman as you hate the devil."

    Hardy: "I wouldn't let the ship's diversity co-ordinator hear you saying that sir. You'll be up on disciplinary report."

    Nelson: "You must consider every man an enemy, who speaks ill of your King."

    Hardy: "Not any more, sir. We must be inclusive in this multicultural age. Now put on your Kevlar vest; it's the rules. It could save your life"

    Nelson: "Don't tell me - health and safety. Whatever happened to rum, sodomy and the lash?"

    Hardy: As I explained, sir, rum is off the menu! And there's a ban on corporal punishment."

    Nelson: "What about sodomy?"

    Hardy: "I believe that is now legal, sir."

    Nelson: "In that case............................... kiss me, Hardy."

  • Worrying for naught

    Well off we headed to St. Albans this morning, leaving eldest behind because I allowed him to have a friend over, which meant of course taking youngest with us because I know full well he will not leave any of them alone otherwise.

    Anyway after driving around the roadworks we finally managed to park the car in the Maltings and headed off to Jessops with the faulty camera.

    Lovely man in there, gave him the customer number given to me by the other branch, he found the receipt on the computer straight away:DD After looking at the tape we left in the camera, agreed there was something wrong with it and has sent it off to be mended. We will be without for at least 30 days (no problem don't use it that often) and so we are now all happy little bunnies for now, problem solved.

    Walked around St Albans, popped into Pizza Hut for something to eat (bad idea it always upsets my stomach) and purchased two tops for me from BHS - a successful day out in my mind:)

    Youngest was a pain though, he did not stop blabbing away all the time he was with us, does my head in sometimes especially when it is about gobblygook! We treated him to a Tshirt with Bart Simpson on it which says "Thanks to Television, I can't remember what happened 8 minutes ago!" sums him up perfectly!

    So home now, no wild parties going on in my absence so now going to catch up with the posts while they are all upstairs playing on various electronic games equipment out of my hair for a little while .

    See you later :wave:

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