Somebody cheer me up...
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Id rather have your fridge freezer bill lol
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You think you've had a bad week:
Oh no, I've broken it
I used the Scoob to take the boys to school this morning and the radiator blew. According to the nice RAC man it has a great big crack in the front of it. I was relieved to find it was only the radiator, as at first I thought it was smoke.
I had 3 van loads of pikeys stopping to offer me 'help'. Must remember to take the dog out with me next time.
Brian isn't in from work yet......perhaps I should just leave now
Trace
Oh no, I've broken it
I used the Scoob to take the boys to school this morning and the radiator blew. According to the nice RAC man it has a great big crack in the front of it. I was relieved to find it was only the radiator, as at first I thought it was smoke.
I had 3 van loads of pikeys stopping to offer me 'help'. Must remember to take the dog out with me next time.
Brian isn't in from work yet......perhaps I should just leave now
Trace
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When I'm having a bad day - I try to remember that somewhere - someone is worse off than me! The thought doesn't last long - but its the positive thinking that helps
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hows it going m8
hope you are still keeping up the scooby spirit
just think,
when you are on next years calendar
it will all seem worth it
budgie
btw, mine goes to abw next week
hope its cheaper than a freezer
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Sorry to hear about all the bad news
Tracey / Brian, my rad spilt down the side..... poor design! I blame people in the automotive design industry..... oh that's me
Tracey / Brian, my rad spilt down the side..... poor design! I blame people in the automotive design industry..... oh that's me
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My Fridge Freezer is over 10 yrs old now and it's started to leak from the freezer section, so I think my one is close to going as well - didn't realise that they were that expensive now......
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How about a joke then?
Walked into the butchers today and the butcher said ''fancy 8 legs of Venison for £100''. I said ''no, thats too dear''
(two deer...get it)
Boom boom
Walked into the butchers today and the butcher said ''fancy 8 legs of Venison for £100''. I said ''no, thats too dear''
(two deer...get it)
Boom boom
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Saw this on Scoobycity the other day.......
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors.
Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually joined in.
One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!," he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?" Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. "OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?" Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said "On your way, Ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt- Naked, and holding his "You-Know- What" in his hand. "Oh, good grief," yelled Ethel, "Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again.!!!"
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors.
Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually joined in.
One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. "STOP!," he shouted in a firm voice. "Have you got a license for that thing?" Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. "OK" he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall.
As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted "STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?" Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said "On your way, Ma'am."
As Ethel neared the final corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt- Naked, and holding his "You-Know- What" in his hand. "Oh, good grief," yelled Ethel, "Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again.!!!"
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Little Sally came home from school with a smile on her face and told her mother ............"Franky Brown showed me his pee-pee today!"
Before her mom could raise a concern, Sally went on to say, "It reminded me of a peanut"...........
Relaxing with a hidden smile, Sally's mom asked, knowingly - "Really small , huh..?
Sally replied, "No... it was salty!"
Before her mom could raise a concern, Sally went on to say, "It reminded me of a peanut"...........
Relaxing with a hidden smile, Sally's mom asked, knowingly - "Really small , huh..?
Sally replied, "No... it was salty!"
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In a recent survey as to why men like oral sex 8 % said they loved the feeling, 6 % loved the thrill,
But 86 % just loved the f**king SILENCE
But 86 % just loved the f**king SILENCE
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Last One:
Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy.
He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room.
She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"
Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"
Well, " Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....
it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror
Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy.
He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.
He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.
Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.
He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room.
She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"
Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"
Well, " Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....
it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror
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