"If you throw enough dung at a wall, some of it has got to stick"
Regarding slow learners...
"If you throw enough dung at a wall, some of it has got to stick"
Regarding slow learners...
"Get off my property, ya little hooligan bastards....."
Recently, my mother said to me -
You're not worth a piece of meat stuck in your dead Daddy's teeth.
We have since made up, and i am still in the Will. And the above has not been mentioned. But is going around my family, with hilarity!! Where the hell did she find that little gem...
Supposedly when i was born she said i was a scrawney wee red head, take it away. Which i was. But grew into a beatiful woman...
Last edited by patsycat; 15-03-2014 at 12:17 AM.
Anymore o that an i'll knock yer inta next wick
Just you wait till yer dad gets home.......
You've got bletch on yer trousers..........
referring to the black shit that comes off your bike chain
Can i go out with my mates tonight?
Ask your Mother
Ask your Father
I'd just bugger off.
Back in my day
Where there's muck there's brass.
The Russians want to take over the world.
The next door neighbours walk around their house NAKED!!
Bloody Southend never score when we go.
My great-grangfather to my mother when, as a child, asked why he always wore flannel clothing whatever the weather,
"Pet, what keeps the cold out keeps the heat out."
"You young twerp"
Score more runs than anybody else
Tackle hard, you're big enough.
Don't punch, that's dirty play....
Despite having fought in both the Spanish Civil War (in the international brigades) and WW2 in Burma, my grandad would never swear. His strongest language was 'Hell's teeth'
Grandma, on the other hand, swore like a trooper when annoyed.
Probably picked up the habit when working in the EMI factory during the war.
My uncle Bill, who always sat quietly on "his" chair in the corner. I was very disappointed to learn he didn't fly a spitfire in WW2' but fought in WW1 in the trenches...
- It was the Great War, the war to end all wars
I think he actually believed it. RIP uncle Bill.
Last edited by Lostandfound; 10-04-2014 at 11:03 PM.
you pissed your pants you bastard
Arrrrgggghhhle.......
Heeeeh....arghllleeeeee....
Heea...
hmph...
But only once.
"know your customers"
no.i said no! ask yer grandad then, dont tell your mother,
"Ask me no questions ...
I'll tell you no lies ...
Keep yer mouth shut ..
And you'll catch no flies"
Me dear old granny may she RIP.
Me: What for?
Granny: Cat's fur ... To make you a pair of britches.
WTF? Still don't get it ...
My Granny, when telling me juicy gossip....
"Ya tell anybody I told ya that and I'll call ya a liar."
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