Can you get me some Euthanasia tablets?

[OdeToTheNorthWestWind]

Just seen a slightly rattled friend, whose 88 year old mother made the request. After a bit of gentle questioning, she promised to buy her mum some Echinacea tablets to fend off winter bugs, the next time she is in town. 😄

What strange requests have you had?

Ive alway thought of it as ‘Clit Bang,’ glad it’s not just me. Bang and the dirt is gone!

😆 An elderly relative said he was going to sue someone for defecation of character.

part of my job as a university science technician was packing for student field trips. I sent a group email out to academics asking for ‘a list of willy sizes needed for next weeks trip to the Lakes’.

You were cleaning your oven with an elderly neighbour?? I always use a spray oven cleaner, and paper towel.

The elderly relative of a friend always had an excellent display of hanging bastards.

These are so funny and as a dyslexic I can't pronounce most new words. I was telling my son that the hotels restaurant we had on our hotel was called Venezuela. It was actually Vincenzo. But ds played along and kept asking if we eating at Venezuela that night. Made me happy.

My biggest slip up as a Biology student was doing any presentation with the word 'organism' in. Remember laughing at my friends disatation presentation and wetting myself whilst she was describing the diverse micro orgasms that she found in a stream. I only found ecoli!

😂 I’d expect a generous payout for that

Not a request, but years ago a friend of mine thought that the singer of “Respect” was Urethra Franklin.

A conversation with one of my clients with learning difficulties:
I have to wait in for a man to come and install fruit n fibre, then I can watch Nitflix.

I am dying 😂

I work in a deli and Chipolte sauce, brioche baps and jalapeños are asked for as chip al toe sauce, brock a shea bap and j lap a nose 😂😂

I once worked with a woman (late 50s, devout Catholic), who announced to the office when we were discussing Christmas presents that her husband had got her 'a vibrator'. Turned out she meant a footspa. Same woman also told us, 'this time tomorrow, I'll be joining the mile-high club.' She was going to the States on holiday and thought it was just an expression for flying in a jumbo jet.

I have a minor brain injury that means words regularly become muddled and what I say doesn't match up to what I mean.
I choose my seat in Church depending on if it's a feast day as they use incense which plays havoc with my asthma ... you know where this is going. I greeted my lovely priest with: "Good evening Father, are we having incest this evening as I can't be too close to it".

His face 😯

No i wasn't cleaning the oven with my elderly neighbour. I was telling her what household jobs I was doing that day and one was cleaning my oven. It was just general chit chat between good neighbours over the garden fence.
why do some people on mn have to read too much into your posts ffs 🙄

My mum was always tickled by the time my brother's childminder told her she'd just treated herself to a bottle of her favourite perfume, Anus Anus...

The takeaway near our old flat had the slogan: “You’ve tried best now try rest” on its menus and leaflets. DP and I still like to quote it on occasion.

This makes me think of DD telling me and DH how much she loved us when she was about 3. 'You were the last ones in the shop!' she said, beaming 😂

@LeGrillon everyone’s favourite perfume, eh?

When I was 15 and absolutely full of myself, I publicly dissed my mum at a family party for being promiscuous.

Pretentious. The word was pretentious. And oh the irony. What a bellend. I was the living embodiment of pretentious with that comment and all the actual grown ups laughed like drains. Such a valuable life lesson that posh words are not it.

My sister constants gets things wrong..it still makes me laugh the time she told me I really must try Dr Erotica (Oekter) pizzas!

They were making a joke about you using the elderly neighbour as a tool to clean the oven with, hence saying they use spray and kitchen paper.

I think that was a joke

My dear departed Dad, sometime after being diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, mentioned to his GP that he’d heard Cocaine could possibly help.
The GP calmly explained that it was actually Cannabis that had been reported as possibly having beneficial effects.

My DM loved having a futility room in the last house they lived in.

Hahahahahahahahahaha that made me laugh out loud! (I have the sense of humour of an 8 year old).

@LeGrillon you have reminded me that our family photo albums of summer days and parties contain many photos of little “Anus” who was the sibling of my best friend as a young child (family from Libya).

Once they settled in the US, he spelled his name Enas (rather than Anas) which was both sensible and more phonetic.

I’ll always have a record of little Anus on my picnic rug, and in my paddling pool, though.