Bitchy regulars and royalty

[Hullygully]

Are they the same?

It's got very confusing

I don't like the word bitchy. It's sexist.

I don't like the royals either.

I will tell DH his cock is struggle worthy. He'll be so pleased. :o

I think I call that cladding, Cheerful.

I forgot I'd namechanged, sorry

Nice bit of wood you have there.

There are reclining sofas? Where have these things been my entire life? Actually, isn't that a futon? Is it comfortable? If it is, it can't be a futon.

Snazzy reclining chair

They exist!

They do indeed exist

Anyway, ignore my sofa.

I'm diverting attention to cheerfulYank's bog.

Why, for the love of god, do you seem to have a standard lamp in there. Pointing in a random direction?

It's drying the stain. That's not a normal fixture in my bathroom! :o

But you have two lamps?

The big tall one with the old fashioned shade that I can't imagine is drying anything then the angle poise one who looks a bit more serious about the task in hand.

The big tall one is broken and is awaiting the skip. It is being used for its pole only, to support the other one. :o

Yes, time for me to say night too.

From the pleb.

MN Royale?
A green cocktail, and chicken in a cream based sauce?
I'll take both. please. together.
Yum.

where is the mn royale restaurant based?
I'd like to book my table. every Friday night. same table. same cocktail and chicken. please.

No, separate lamps. The big one is just being used to hold the other. It's being dumpstered tomorrow. Sigh. One of the last things I have that I had when it was just me and the dog.

I shall take over whilst you all sleep. No dog, no tiara, but I could fashion one out of duplo if it would hel.

good morning!

tesco's aren't stocking the mn viper royale yet so I've just got a chicken and leek pie that I'm going to serve with lemon drizzle cake.

I have got to namechange. This thread is far too inspiring.

Make way for Her Vagesty royal wave

love it, sounds like an "intimate hygiene" product.

perhaps the older royals are children of their time who cuff the servants occasionally' because they cannot hunt foxes

I'm always cuffing my servants, me.

Starched, my dear.