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"..yeah, I'd like an iguana with soft lips and no gag reflex, please.."

:unsure: ....................... :blink: ....................... :yucky:

Ken

Posted

Uh oh I see Flo down there and that little bugger doesn't know when to shut up :lol:

Not only looks like a chick but talks like one too. :bounce:

Ken

Posted
Uh oh I see Flo down there and that little bugger doesn't know when to shut up :lol:

Not only looks like a chick but talks like one too. :bounce:

Ken

Just when I thought I was out......they pull me back in. ;)

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Mother: (turning off radio) liberal rubbish! Klaus!

Klaus: Yeah?

Mother: Whaddaya want with yer jugged fish?

Klaus: 'Alibut.

Mother: The jugged fish IS 'alibut!

Klaus: Well, what fish 'ave you got that isn't jugged?

Mother: Rabbit.

Klaus: What, rabbit fish?

Mother: Uuh, yes...it's got fins....

Klaus: Is it dead?

Mother: Well, it was coughin' up blood last night.

Klaus: All right, I'll have the dead unjugged rabbit fish.

Voiceover: One dead unjugged rabbit fish later.

Klaus: (putting down his knife and fork) Well, that was really 'orrible.

Mother: Aaw, you're always complainin'!

Klaus: Wha's for afters?

Mother: Rat cake, rat sorbet, rat pudding, or strawberry tart.

Klaus: (eyes lighting up) Strawberry tart?

Mother: Well, it's got *some* rat in it.

Klaus: 'Ow much?

Mother: Three. A lot, really.

Klaus: Well, I'll have a slice without so much rat in it.

Voiceover: One slice of strawberry tart without so much rat in it later.

Klaus: (putting down fork and knife) Appalling.

Mother: Naw, naw, naw!

Son: (coming in the door) 'Ello Mum. 'Ello Dad.

Klaus: 'Ello son.

Son: There's a dead bishop on the landing, dad!

Klaus: Really?

Mother: Where's it from?

Son: Waddya mean?

Mother: What's its diocese?

Son: Well, it looked a bit Bath and Wells-ish to me...

Klaus: (getting up and going out the door) I'll go and have a look.

Mother: I don't know...kids bringin' 'em in here....

Son: It's not me!

Mother: I've got three of 'em down by the bin, and the dustmen won't touch 'em!

Klaus: (coming back in) Leicester.

Mother: 'Ow d'you know?

Klaus: Tattooed on the back o' the neck. I'll call the police.

Mother: Shouldn't you call the church?

Son: Call the church police!

Klaus: All right. (shouting) The Church Police!

(sirens racing up, followed by a tremendous crash)

(the church police burst in the door)

Detective: What's all this then, Amen!

Mother: Are you the church police?

All the police officers: (in unison) Ho, Yes!

Mother: There's another dead bishop on the landing, vicar sargeant!

Detective: Uh, Detective Parson, madam. I see... suffrican, or diocisian?

Mother: 'Ow should I know?

Detective: It's tatooed on the back o' their neck. (spying the tart) 'Ere, is that

rat tart?

Mother: yes.

Detective: Disgusting! Right! Men, the chase is on! Now we should all

kneel! (they all kneel)

All: O Lord, we beseech thee, tell us 'oo croaked Lester!

*thunder*

Voice of the Lord: The one in the braces, he done it!

Klaus: It's a fair cop, but society's to blame.

Detective: Agreed. We'll be charging them too.

Klaus: I'd like you to take the three boddlabin into consideration.

Detective: Right. I'll now ask you all to conclude this harrest with a hymn.

All: All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

The church has nigged them all.

Amen.

Posted

Public Service Announcement

This is the 575th post in a thread which is 575 posts too long in order to fulfil it's primary function.

Please take note all!

JTB

Posted
Public Service Announcement

This is the 575th post in a thread which is 575 posts too long in order to fulfil it's primary function.

Please take note all!

JTB

I hope you don't mean me.

I don't post in this thread any more.

Posted

I just got home from work and saw that I shouldnt post here. I would like everyone to know that Im not posting here like it says not to. :thumbsupsmileyanim:

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