Urk!
Yon Bull explained BIOS batteries to me
I need drink I exchange of Ulster fries
With no impudent was eggs to spook Gus
Urk!
Yon Bull explained BIOS batteries to me
I need drink I exchange of Ulster fries
With no impudent was eggs to spook Gus
[pourity]
[happy peckity]
Twellsy, you just crack on, as it were, with the eggs how you like 'em, and I will avert my eyes.
I draw the line at stealth-egg ravioli, but breakfast is legit.
Christ Onna Bike…
Carinthia.xx
It’s a lovely glass innit?
I expect the barman will have fun finding a straw
A bird could get lost in that.
No it couldn't.
Le’s find out…
Ladle & soup bowls ?
Carinthia.xx
But the good gin would melt a ladle and spoil the gin
Dear wee birdie you are not supposed to swim in the gin
It makes your fevvers all wet and not suitable for flying
Shall I towel you and supply you with medicinal gin in a bottle with a straw?
If That Birdie has been swimming in Gin, it won’t be fit to fly anywhere
Prop it up in the recovery position near the On Sweet
Sigh
Carinthia.xx
Flying is much easier after a gin or eleventeen. I just point me beak at the sky and it comes to meet me.
(I’ve always wondered about that “may the road rise up to meet you” after my experiences one particularly heavy night…)
The dear wee birdie is now in the recovery position on an airbed floating in the gin lake where I am floating contentedly with my glass full of gin and a straw
I am wearing a new bikinki
Squeakwinned flamingo themed little number
Backup on the way:
That’s lovely
She’s tiny though, don’tcha know ?
Ponders where an Small Birdie might wear a watch
Liberates Pitcher…
Carinthia.xx
Our wee sparrer wears its watch on a long chain with the watch in a week it pocket
Give 'em an inch and they’ll take
erm
a doorstep.