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OK...here is a thread where you can talk about anything you bloody well want to.

It will save you from hijacking other threads and there are no rules or topics...hence the name 'Miscellanious Thread'I'll go first:

At the moment I have nothing in particular to say.

Lady G.

Cold, isn't it?

Iain

Not as cold as the weatherman suggested, though. Well, here, anyway.

Not wishing to nit-pick, but isn't it miscellaneous?

Actually, I think I am wishing to nit-pick.

Sorry for being a dick

No snow here, but blumming cold!

Somehow, I twisted my ankle in bed last night - how does that happen?! It was really painful at the time, but I was half-asleep so I couldn't do anything about it. It still really hurts. Woe is me.

Having said 'no snow here' some dark clouds are now forming overhead.

I bet it's only rain.

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Quote: Mark

Not wishing to nit-pick, but isn't it miscellaneous?

Actually, I think I am wishing to nit-pick.

No snow here, but blumming cold!

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Not wishing to nit-pick, but isn't it 'blooming cold'?

Actually, I think I am wishing to nit-pick.

Anyone got any head lice?

I've not got head lice.

In Britain we have Canadian Geese. Are these just called geese in Canada? And do they have British Geese?

Iain

"In Brazil we just call them nuts." Simpsons.

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Quote: Monkey Woods

'blooming cold'?

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Yeah, I was trying to highlight my northern side, didn't wanna come across Eliza Dolittle like.

I'm a good girl, I am!

Canadian Geese in Canada are called Canadian Geese. Dog knows why. They can fly south without passports though.

Did I spell summit wrong? If I did, I did it on purpose to keep you on your toes. That's what I tell the kids at school.

Mark, do you like pineapples?

Also, are you still wearing the handcuffs I talked about in the Gag Order story when I said 'Admin. will be looking into the numerous vaginas?'

(Now everone buggers off to read my story to see what I'm talking about.....Haha. My cunning plan is working)[/i]

Lady G.

Cor blimey guv'nor!

Just taken the bins out, bloody freezing!

Not to mention the stupidly designed water collecting recycling box lids which, of course, were full of ice.

Coo lummy, me brasses is fair frozzen.

I used to have a really nice bin.

Green it was.

Ever so good.

Don't know what happened to it.

Might see if I can find another like it.

Hmmmmm

I don't give a shit either way.

But then I am a bit mad.

Or so the wife tells me.

I WANT ME DINNER!

Bastards

Skoob

Wrong thread mate.

I think that you are looking for the flame out one.

Stick it on there.

Nope - he's on the RIGHT thread. You can say anything here. I just saved him from high-jacking another thread though and going off topic.

I've got a tattoo. I got it when I was 60. Can anyone guess what it is?

LG

Not wishing to nit-pick, but shouldn't that be tattoo?

Actually I think I am wishing to nit-pick.

Or is that picnick? No, it's blumming well cold guvnor cor blimey. Apparently, that is how we talk up North. Me brasses is fair frozzennn. That as well.

This reminds me of the time the Dickensian character had an unsatisfactory al fresco meal, the menu for which was chosen by another Dickensian character, and was moved to protest.

Mr Pickwick wished to nit-pick about the picnick the nit Nick Nickleby picked.

Mind you, this is all redundant if you actually have a tatto.

A tatto, by the way, is an Albanian saloon car. By the way is the operative phrase, since they mostly stand motionless by the way rather than run on the byway (the byway meaning highway), being unreliable bastards.

So my guess is that your tatto is:

a) a spelling mistake or typographical error
or b) an unreliable Albanian car by the way.

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Quote: Lady Godiva

Nope - he's on the RIGHT thread. You can say anything here. I just saved him from high-jacking another thread though and going off topic.

I've got a tatto. It got it when I was 60. Can anyone guess what it is?

LG

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Also, "take me to Cuba."

I'm hijacking this thread, see. Ho ho.

You bugger! I sneaked back to edit my post before finishing reading yours to the end and you'd bloody buggery quoted me.

Sod that for a bag o' winkles....

Lady G.

Sod it! My mam called from England and my brother came on the phone half way through me typing this and now it's in the wrong place.

Bugger, bugger, bugger. And he's a Jehova's Witness..

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Quote: Lady Godiva

You bugger! I sneaked back to edit my post before finishing reading yours to the end and you'd bloody buggery quoted me.

Sod that for a bag o' winkles....

Lady G.

Sod it! My mam called from England and my brother came on the phone half way through me typing this and now it's in the wrong place.

Bugger, bugger, bugger. And he's a Jehova's Witness..

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Not wishing to nit-pick, but I think they prefer "he's one of Jehova's Witnesses".

Actually, I am wishing to nit-pick, etc etc.

Beauty is only skin deep.

Beyond that you find blood and guts, and bits of yucky gore and intestines. It's quite disgusting really.

I wouldn't look any deeper if I were you.

These trousers are ruined.

Iain

Goodness, is that the time?

Is what the time?

No, 23:40 is the time, not "what" or "goodness".

Where did he come from?

I don't know, one minute we are asking what the time is, the next minute somebody else comes along and makes facetious remarks.

Yes, it's annoying. And where did he go to?

Dunno. No sign of him now.

Now you've gone. There's just me left now.

Still just me.

Still only me here.

Am I still here? Or am I a mere figment? I'm off anyway. Good night.

Nit-pickers of the Spoof unite.

Did you pick your nose when you were a child?

Well - you should have picked a better one!

Nitty Norah the jungle explorer. Did she come to your schools too?

He used to be an atheist, my brother, and now he is 'one of Jehova's Witnesses'....go figure! And I'm apparently going to hell in a handbasket. But we both have the same 'laptop computers' we've just found out.

He didn't say I'd be going to hell in a handbasket though.
But I don't believe in a hell...so no big deal anyway.

Lady G.

It snowed, just a little bit.

I'm hungover and at work.

And it's snowing. A bit.

And it's it's bloody freezing.

Don't worry, I got a lift in. I don't drink drive.

Can't turn the steering wheel with a JD and coke on the go.

Did you notice I said it's it's up there? Probably 'cause it's cold, and I'm shivering. Or 'cause I'm hungover.

Just sayin'....

It's 'below freezing' here and some snowflakes fell yesterday but they didn't hang around.

Lots of neighbours have their Christmas lights up and switched on. I used to wonder why everyone put them up just after Halloween....I know why now, of course, coz it's two bloody cold in December.

Don't 'give-up' on the long story that follows coz it's true and has a happy ending.

I got stopped for speeding on the way home from school last night. I was heading to get my hair cut. I told the cop I was going to be late for 'my counsellor's appointment' (hairdressers appt. sounded too lame - good job I'm a quick thinker) so he asked me for my licence. I KNEW I didn't have it but I got my purse (handbag) and started fumbling with all the crap I had inside it. Pill bottles rose to the surface (I was supposed to phone in for refills and had forgotten to do that). Anyway they served as a good 'prop' for the 'incident'.

Well, I had no I.D. except a blank cheque with my name and address on etc. (to pay Kathy - my hairdresser). He took it back to the cruiser. Eventually returning to tell me I was NOT a licenced driver.

I'll miss some out...but apparently the fella at the police station had spelled my name incorrectly so that got sorted out after a 2nd trip to the cruiser etc.

I think he took pity on me coz during the conversation the fact that I was a teacher came out, and that I'd been married for 42 years. Because I hadn't had a haircut, my white 'locks' were looking a bit sad.

It has a good ending this story though.

Well, doing 113km in an 80 km zone can get you in LOTS of trouble over here......but he didn't give me a speeding ticket...just a 'failure to produce driving licence' ticket.
So that saved me over $100 and no demerit points!

Before returning to his cruiser to disappear into the night, he patted the top of the car and said 'Take it easy now'.

Aw! I like the police. Theyre always 'good' with me
which pisses off my younger colleague who gets stopped and ticketed quite often.

I cant wait to go to work on Monday and tell her about my latest 'brush with the law'

Lady G.