Weeps with laughter
Carinthia.xx
Weeps with laughter
Carinthia.xx
Well, that’s good
Soo xx
I say onto ye that a cellarite who is given a book about soul food may cook soul food for a year and a day…
Those who talk kindly and normally to the cantankerous sufferer with dementia will surely be told to go away in Anglo Saxon words…
Hell hath no fury like a keyboard warrior vicariously offended
The Instant a cellarite decides to settle down in bed to read her Kindle is the instant of battery running low
“For want of an ale…”
The cellarite who is impatient to try on a newly fettled nat will suffer a dollop of glue on their hairline
Only if they try to put the hat on inside out.
Straw hat dear limpet!
Limpets have never really grasped the concept of permeable headgear.
True limpets favour full armour at all times
[single Clankity, signalling agreement]
Now there’s a phrase I never expected to read