Hiya Plym, what time did you leave the party? I don't remember a thing! You have an unhealthy obsession with my parrot...
It's all these Parakeets raiding my nut and fat holders.........and sitting on the Bird table..........just keeps reminding me of your little prisoner in his little cage...........you could bring him up here and let him fly off with the Parakeets.
I've had my fill of beer for the time being Plymborn. Come to think of it, I've had my fill of crisps as well!
Errrm do you know where Sensible keeps the crisps Mouldy .... you are a very brave man if you eat any lol
Hey Gat, you are talking to a man who cooks and eats it and lived to tell the tale! I've also been known to eat cat food at parties. Never felt too good the day after but I always had a nice shiney coat! The fur balls were a pain!
No not any more, I had it doctored a while back PGFWhite. I would sleep all day and be out all night but the wife makes me go to work!
Right you barstewards who has scoffed my bloody crisps? Go away for 5 minutes and my cellar has been raped and pillaged. Even bird feathers all over the floor. Has plymborn been down here with a parrot or something. I'm going to have to do a stock take now and probably be up all night. I will be finger printing later so none of you think of sloping off. I'm a bit bloody knackered to be honest. Up at 4am last Monday because I set the friggin alarm clock wrong. Got my ears chewed off all flipping day because of a simple mistake. Up at 7am on Tuesday just to go to Canterbury after breakfast for the day. Rained and was bloody cold. Up at 5am on Wednesday to go to Belgium and France (in reverse order) just to get harrassed by some snotty customs bloke with a stiff poker up his arse. Must have been some reason he was so uptight. Up at 6am this morning to get a breakfast before coming home. If it wasn't match day tomorrow I think I may have stayed in bed all day. Met people from Geordie land, Midlands, Yorkshire and Wales and were looked after by people from Poland, Romania, Pakistan and China in the hotel. Got asked by somebody from Exeter who got on the coach why I was wearing an Argyle coat. Asked him why he was travelling with a pig in a dress and he didn't speak again all trip. Fortunately the closest I got to Exeter was the services. Unfortunately I did have to get off the coach in Exeter to use the toilet facilities but it was rather lonely in the middle of St James Park.
Err, sorry about the cellar and the crisps sensible but my horse was thirsty, hungry and tired after such a long trek... please log in to view this image
So you knicked Shergar then. Wondered where he went. No excuse for pinching my crisps though. I expect a full recompense and a new lock for my box.
OMG you two are crazy, brb you have an obsession with pics much like the obsession Plym has with my parrot!
They are all like that in Kent Mrs lalala. I noticed even the seagulls didn't land in Kent. Those flying close to the shore even looked worried.
