NormThis post and a dog’s morning meal: comparable.
Being born with a foot between my legs, I’m told, is uncommon for someone of my pallor. It's opened a couple of doors for me over the years. I don't have any problems finding footwear. An Asian has a yellow epidermis (or so I read). All Muslims are terrorists (that's in the Koran). Americans have faith in God. Australians. Mercifully, I beat my wife with a moisturised fist. One day I peeled the skin from my head. It came to me on the couch. If you go to bed with crabs you wake up itchy. I can count the times I’ve had sex on one finger. My balance is gymnastic. To come on the other hand is the best. Nobody told me men don’t use tampons. What good is a sink without a plug? If an arsehole could, imagine what sort of blog it would write. The stories they could tell. My stars. "I've seen more crap in one day than you'll see in a lifetime, sunny". You can try and wipe your elbow but just make sure you wear clean underwear, and thick, rubbery gumboots. It's just as well that people who write blogs don't hold their opinions to be gospel. Bumcavities are like opinions. Arseholes and bloggers: equal.
Pissing myself laughing again ... Get stuffed ... I can't comment when I read your posts ... Way way way way way too funny ...
...
Ars Poetica
at this point; broadening smile.....
some crap:
i wuz just out the backyard, barefeet, taking pics, looking at the stars, trying to find the comet; then i come inside for a while to settle the feral..then i go out the front and ohh suddenly my toe HURTS.. shake my foot, run inside and groan.. my daughter hides... yay, i just got bitten by a big mofo bullant.. so not much to say except; nursing a throbbing toe doused in teatree oil... and seein' stars.. it's fuckin wild round here in this dell.. none of these big soldiers on my front door step where i used to live... just lots of snails and shrivelled up worms...
~Lily
this is a non-allergic post ...
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
if I was to get stuffed who would look after mother(mum if you read this please ignore)?
Norman.
This post of mine has more lines going all over the place than a tennis court?
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
those bullants have got some cheek; they think they can take us on. My dead dog, when he was alive, dug up a nest and came out second best. Ever since then I've been waiting for the recriminations.
Keep waving the flag, mate.
Norm
Itchy rash red skin.
Ars Poetica
seriously though; sorry about your doggie...
rash goin' down with the sun..
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
Ars Poetica
Ars Poetica
(exceptions made for the theatres of possibility)