SAY NOTHING ABOUT ANYTHING

[Hullygully]

Let us attempt a thread that isn't deleted.

Just for a lark.

Only if you run it past me first Broom.

Oh, alcohol and NN, now you're talking. Well you do fall asleep eventually but only after you have had a rave all by yourself. I have fond memories of going to a posh spa hotel thingy with my poorly friend who spent all day in bed illing, but dosed herself up on NN in order to come out for the evening. And she drank. Quite alot. It was hilarious. then she slumped unconconcious somewhere IIRC.

Mind you I've seen her do that a few times without the NN as well.

Petardiers were those in the army of yesteryear who used to be sent up to hammer live greened type things onto castle doors, and of course many of them blew up with the grenade type thing as they could not get away fast enough. look here

Then the Bard used it, from Hamlet, just means that what you started out to do back fires.

Thank you. I know what it means (thought did not know the army bit, I thought it was to do with flagpoles ) but I didn't know if you mean it backfired on the ones bitching about Royalty or the supposed Royals.

Dear Shirley

Please may I become a lady?

I offer you a hair grip, a penny and some fluff in exchange.

Thank you

These ... and milk drinks. Are they with warm milk? I'd quite like something hot and alcolholic.

DH always makes vast quantities of Snowballs on Christmas eve. Lovely.

Sooooo, where have you been Hully?

Shirls, I had a baileys this aft and you popped into my head. That was classic in in the back of that cab when those two ladies declared you were RB

Oh I really want to try a port and lemon! But the lemonade cupboard is bare

I am the Queen Mum...Mardy said

crazy did you bring back the [cupcake] ?

And I have lemonade but no port. I do have advocaat though

madangel for archbishop
broom for Lady Macbeth

crazycracker as Queen Mum, RIP, Gawd Bless Er

Nah...they caught me and beat me with bags of tena pads and stuck knitting needles in me eyes...I just got back stinking of gin

No, that was me, Broom
She was asleep for 3 days.
Remember, folks never leave your advocaat unattended.

I have vast quantities of port and lemonade. And night nurse. and you are all invited to an impromptu soirée.

She's brown bread! That's why I feel like shit then...I have passed.

Awww well you did well for trying

Over

even me, Geraldine?

how's your irrational hatred going?

speaking of weird alcohol combinations, I won that competition with Baileys and blue curacao.

Pah ! Cupcakes my bottom. They are BUNS !

Can I throw in an idea? Is this the 'conversation' that derails a certain time of year? ;)

I love Baileys.

What irrational hatred? How dare you! Argh....rave....mutter.....hic

No, no, no, no, no.

Chilled bison grass vodka and fresh apple juice is all you need.

If that's royalty related then obviously I'm a long-lost descendant of Czar Nicholas II and should probably try to rule Russia, but I can't be bothered.