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[Diver]

Whut! You don't like man boobs and the leering expression

AtW?

A man after my own heart

[BrowneIssue]

I've got a garden stuffed full of arums... not by choice, since I keep digging the flipers up & they keep on coming back...

During October, I filled 9 binbags full of arum leaves, having chopped them back to the ground...

The flipers are now 3 feet tall again... though the frost does a lovely job of discouraging them for a while.

Madly growing plant.

Think: "The Return of the Giant Hogweed"

Rhizomatous, herbaceous perennial plants, a coupleof metres high with arrowhead-shaped ) leaves 10-55 cm long. The flowers are produced in a spikelike inflorescence with a stout, succulent main stem. All parts of the plants are poisonous.

Think: "The Day of the Triffids".

Can't stop 'em growing.

Think: the red weed in "The War of the Worlds"

Giant Alien Lizard.

Oh no.

I think we might be in trouble.

Zeity, did you, by any chance, bring any pot plants with you when you invaded?

[BrowneIssue]

They the ones that like a kebab on the way home and puke for the rest of the night?

No. Not the alco-pops tramps. I mean properly built lasses that can down a few beers then feel up for a bit of physical labour. Pie 'n' chips girls.

Proper women with proper women's bits.

None of your ribs-like-a-xylophone, jeez-watch-where-you-put-those-pointy-hips bints. Can't be doing with that. All elbows and knees in the bed and no warmth.

Soft, warm, loving women. Women with a strong arm. A woman that can make a suet pudding. A woman that can bump-start a big car on a cold morning.

Real women.

Luv 'em.

Pseudo-boys that walk with a wiggle, drink blue pop and screetch in a high voice? Not my type at all.

And the amazing bit is - I'm utterly convinced blokes like me are in the majority.

[DS23]

I comes from seafaring stock, m'dear....

My grandfather was born in St. Keverne on the Lizard, haaaaargh! in Cornwall.... Harrrrrgh!

most appropriate. mind you i rather assumed your grandfather would have come from a little further away in the galaxy than that.

[Diver]

No. Not the alco-pops tramps. I mean properly built lasses that can down a few beers then feel up for a bit of physical labour. Pie 'n' chips girls.

Proper women with proper women's bits.

None of your ribs-like-a-xylophone, jeez-watch-where-you-put-those-pointy-hips bints. Can't be doing with that. All elbows and knees in the bed and no warmth.

Soft, warm, loving women. Women with a strong arm. A woman that can make a suet pudding. A woman that can bump-start a big car on a cold morning.

Real women.


Luv 'em.

Pseudo-boys that walk with a wiggle, drink blue pop and screetch in a high voice? Not my type at all.

And the amazing bit is - I'm utterly convinced blokes like me are in the majority.

I heartily agree, some of these birds need to get a few pie's and cream cakes down their necks and fill out a bit

[DS23]

Who got it then

congrats on the 63000!

[DS23]

You've got to get the most now, before the inevitable happens.

he's right i'm afraid bear. after children it all goes pear shaped in that department.

[BrowneIssue]

Wotcha DS23.

You've finally got up then.

We've been waiting for hours for you.

I thought you said you'd be here early?

Scourer came and went away again.

[Diver]

congrats on the 63000!

Thank you sir, and good morning to you DS

[DS23]

some couples are lucky and find it re-opens in the same place at the same times and has the same staff.