to wonder why my posts are nearly always ignored on MN?

[brizzledrizzle]

Am I as invisible here as in real life?

Yes! I think a little snack might be a good idea!
Come back with me!
We have lovely kippers and Candy floss!

snacks and more, Dolores 🤫🤫🤫.

Have a word with Tommo behind the bar, say you’re with us, he’ll see you right

Tommo from the Anchor has sorted us out with a few crates of ScrumpyJack, I'll bring them back in this old pram I've just "found"!!!!
Guess whose just turned up on a Harley! Nana with a Bandana!
She's found us through the tracking device in the van! Whhhaaatt!!!!!!
Search the van Schaden*! Your Russkaya mafiya "friends" are on to us!

Have I missed the chips? Is there any curry sauce? That proper glutinous yellow chip shop curry sauce? (There is a village near me actually called "Chipshop". Genius name. I want the next door village to be called Currysauce)

What will we do when this thread is full?
a) continue
b) go home for a rest
c) drift back into invisibleness?

It's not something I want to think about Fuzzy

Here! Some gluttonous curry sauce for your chips!

We’ll never be invisible to each other Fuzzy. This was THE thread of the summer!
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Damn it, something in my eye....

Who Said that ?

Ready for your kipper Schaden?

Yes, please! Been looking forward to it. I likes a kipper!

This was THE thread of the summer

It was, it IS - as long as this thread lives in our hearts, it will never die. And nor will we . . .

Your Russkaya mafiya "friends" are on to us!

Don't worry about this HonkyWonk. As some of you may be aware, I am close friends with Vladimir Putin and his BFF Vanka. We are all keen members of NAGSAKC - Newcastle and Gateshead Sewing and Knitting Circle (meet every third Wednesday in the month, 2.00pm Satley Library - refreshments provided but bring a cup). It may surprise you to learn that the Russian premier is a superb Assist embroiderer and Vanka is good at threading needles. I've already sorted out the "difficulty". In exchange for the donkey and the remaining cheese-and-pineapple-hedgehog Fat Oleg and Young Grigori have agreed to not only not murder us all in our beds (or out of them , hahahaha), but will throw in a crate of beetroot vodka and some dried wolf-ears (apparently a popular pre-dinner snack).

*Assissi-ist embroiderer - not Assist embroiderer. Don't want to upset anyone now we are all getting along to well. Hahahahaha.

foxyliz
I see you!

It doesn’t in any way surprise me Schaden, in fact it sheds some light on the tapestry work at Fancypants Towers. I knew we could rely on your connections.

By the way that was genius negotiating - the donkey was a friggin’ liability!

By the way that was genius negotiating - the donkey was a friggin’ liability!

'Twas nought . . . He was a liability - he ate nearly all the battered sausages . . .

. . . nip of vodka?

Who else fancies an Indian takeaway tonight, to celebrate not being killed in our beds by Fat Oleg and Young Grigori?

Yoo-hoo Foxy

Would you like a wolf-ear?

MEEEEEEEEE!

I fancy an Indian takeaway - hope it will "takeaway" the taste of these wolf-ears battered sausages.

Right! I'll order a Banquet for ten, the others will be back soon.
I can see them playing with a slightly confused Tiger Shark, Bless them!
It looks a bit miffed! Not used to being patted on its head and tickled under its chin!

I'll order a Banquet for ten

Yes . . . but . . . there are ten of us . . .surely, with our marijuana-inflamed appetites a banquet for eighteen might be more appropriate?

Tiger sharks . . . they're just like sea-kittens aren't they . . .?

They are known as the cuddly kittens of the sea!
Ok I'll "up" the order to eighteen or twenty!
I think kirta's gone off to find a Yurt for tonight, she can't be doing with sand and chitchyness!
I've got Nana doing the "rolling", she's got years of practice. She brought a full carrier bag tucked up her leathers. Should be enough! Unless the Surfer Gangs turn up!

Good old Nana . . . that carrier bag will be lovely and warm and sweaty off her lady parts . . . we'll get premium rate for that stuff - it's gold dust!

"Surfer Gangs"? Are you alluding to my bronzed, bleached-hair, long-limbed, frightfully fit friends? They might turn up (if you're lucky)

Wanders in, nonchalantly chewing on a hairy wolfs ear, acting coy as passed the afternoon away with Denzel from the chippy.
Knew NANA in a Bandana would come good, she’s never let me down yet
Sooo happy that Fat Oleg & Young Gregori are now married to the donkey & living happy ever after💓💓

We know all about your bleachy haired, bronzed, long limbed, Surfer dude friends Fuzzy!
We've never snitched in our lives, so their nefarious activities are safe with us!
They're welcome anyway!
Just tell them to watch out for Nana with the Bandana she's a bit frisky tonight!

Will the Surfer Dudes and the Biker Gang get on ok? Will they have subjects in common to talk about? I don't want any more fighting.

And I hope the donkey gave its consent.

These wolf-ears are pretty god when you get the taste for them.

Yes - the gay-troilistic-bestial relationship of the Fat Oleg, Young Grigori and Alan the donkey is indeed a love story worth of the Hollywood Musical treatment. What a pity Barbara Cartland is dead* - she could have written the script, and Andrew Lloyd-Webber could have plagiarised the script from someone talented (or even from his usual sources).

*She is dead, isn't she? Please tell me she's dead . . .the thought of opening some magazine in the dentist's waiting room, and seeing her, a nightmare vision in pink, two crushed scorpions for eyes, and a homicidal letterbox for a mouth is enough to stop me ever having my teeth checked. I only go when I can't stop screaming as it is.