STILL need to talk mouldie?

[algyfromthepub]

ha! tell bob i'm here.

I never could resist a damsel in distress.

Now my love, where were we?

On me, hopefully!

Thanks Bob that was luuuurrrrveeeely (wow nosy neighbour has really loosend up and relaxed tonite)

Now what fortune do you have to tell me oldcrooner?

Oh yes I have too, I just try to have fun in here, Im scared of knnocking on golf club door

Do not knock on the golf club door. Much danger awaits you there!

Its all right toothless I'll bling them out of sight woth mt costumer jewlery

Have just come in from work and had to look at this thread - fab.

You a dirty RL barmaid? Theyve been going mad not that i could be gossipping like a mrs mangle

any doggers about?

Pay attention, nosyneighbour! You are being distracted by yon comely barmaid!

you saying its in me hand that I 'bi' oh dear wiat til bob hears about this

What else does it say?

nosyneighbour - errr

Anyone for a pint?

pint of rose my dear, thanks

rose wine dear! ignnore me I forgetting me manners toneet, I have been in an out of this pub like a piston to day its been one thing after another.

On the house mate!

The golf club, my dear, I see a fish, a big fearsome fish. who speaks but the speech is unclear.......

Sleep calls, night all.

cheers pet

Oldcroon fear not i have some tartare sauce to take care of said big fish, besides there is plenty tarts around here that have left their slutty fishnet stockings lying around I have fashioned this:

If this fails i will have to just post some 'jolly phonics' through the letterbox - this may help

Sleep well, my pretty!

I met an old croon
Who fed me a silly tune
She scared me with tales of fish
I thought it was a weird fetish
I pulled out the sauce
It was no good of course
And ranaway to get a spoon

I banged away day and night
Til bob was no more in sight
When the dried up prunes had gone
the swingers carried on and on
The redlight never flickered
As mamy got lickered

Some sites are for dogging
But loyalties are fogging
for goodness sake
lets share the cake

Chapter One
A SQUAT grey building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY.

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do you want a drink then - cos theyve gone to bed you'll have to help yourself

toothless I couldnt possible say....

...well them old timers the DH's at golf club wil have some - here take my extra large fishnet stocking to grab one. When you've done this empty ther pockets, ignore the memory sticks, these are ust full of old threads.