I have just heard on Twitter that Johann Lamont, leader of the Labour Party in Scotland, is to start twerking during a televised debate in an attempt to disarm her opponent. This is one of the many skills of Ms Lamont which gained her the accolade of Debater of the Year. I doubt whether there is a political party anywhere in the world led by such a capable, charismatic politician.
This is a lively looking blog. Lots of interest and activity. Just to add to the frenzy, I'd like to say that I turned a pair of old union jack gardening trousers into a gazebo for the Queen's garden party in Windsor. God bless ye ma'am!
Yes it does look almost as lively as Tai Chi night in the Wootton Bassett Darby and Joan Club of which I am a keen member. As keen as mustard in fact. I sometimes move an arm, sometimes a thumb. Now a leg, now a eyelid. I'm glad I'm a keen as mustard member of WBDAJC because I simply love it. I do. I simply love it. And I'm as keen as the proverbial. I am. I really am. God bless ye, Ma'am.
My darling Consuela. How lovely too see your enthusiasm. I also cherish mustard. I spread some on ham sandwiches and it gives a nice bite to the snack. I beg you to try it. Promise me you will. I beg you. I beg you. Please, Consuela, in the name of all that is sacred, try mustard on ham. Thank you, and I rest my case.
Shut up, Fiona. Don't try to rebrand my feelings for Consuela as anything other than lovely and fragrant. You're jealous because she has teeth of her own.
If there her own teeth you can call me a taxi. Just dont use my cellphone because I pay the bills. Okay toothy boy. Get out and milk it mister. Make my day.
Wake up and smell the coffee, Fiona. Get a grip. Get a life. And here comes an interesting fact - my ex-girlfriend was NOT called Jadwiga Moleswift. Fact.
Hi Niko. How did you get on procuring drushly experiences for the son of the Cypriot ambassador? Did he enjoy them? Did you? Is there money to be made out of it? Can you let me know? Multi-thanks, Rex.
Isn't the future exciting.
ReplyDeleteIndeed, on the other channel they are showing Alice Tair in Wonderland, Darling.
DeleteI have just heard on Twitter that Johann Lamont, leader of the Labour Party in Scotland, is to start twerking during a televised debate in an attempt to disarm her opponent. This is one of the many skills of Ms Lamont which gained her the accolade of Debater of the Year. I doubt whether there is a political party anywhere in the world led by such a capable, charismatic politician.
ReplyDeleteIs twerking what Gordon Brown does with his jaw?
DeleteThis is a lively looking blog. Lots of interest and activity. Just to add to the frenzy, I'd like to say that I turned a pair of old union jack gardening trousers into a gazebo for the Queen's garden party in Windsor. God bless ye ma'am!
ReplyDeleteYes it does look almost as lively as Tai Chi night in the Wootton Bassett Darby and Joan Club of which I am a keen member. As keen as mustard in fact. I sometimes move an arm, sometimes a thumb. Now a leg, now a eyelid. I'm glad I'm a keen as mustard member of WBDAJC because I simply love it. I do. I simply love it. And I'm as keen as the proverbial. I am. I really am. God bless ye, Ma'am.
DeleteMy darling Consuela. How lovely too see your enthusiasm. I also cherish mustard. I spread some on ham sandwiches and it gives a nice bite to the snack. I beg you to try it. Promise me you will. I beg you. I beg you. Please, Consuela, in the name of all that is sacred, try mustard on ham. Thank you, and I rest my case.
ReplyDeleteMalcolm, I have told you before to stop talking about mustard. And stop trying to have spicy chats with Consuela. It's over.
ReplyDeleteShut up, Fiona. Don't try to rebrand my feelings for Consuela as anything other than lovely and fragrant. You're jealous because she has teeth of her own.
DeleteIf there her own teeth you can call me a taxi. Just dont use my cellphone because I pay the bills. Okay toothy boy. Get out and milk it mister. Make my day.
DeleteWake up and smell the coffee, Fiona. Get a grip. Get a life. And here comes an interesting fact - my ex-girlfriend was NOT called Jadwiga Moleswift. Fact.
DeleteIm having a skinny latte actually. Maybe Consuela should of had more of them and less of the full fat. Miaow...
ReplyDeleteStill crazy about u, Malky
Your gone Fiona. Its consuela and her mustard for me. She's hot.
ReplyDeleteShe needs to rebrand after a course of plastic surjory and get her on a diet before she sinks the boat. No longer crazy about you
ReplyDeleteWhy don't you call up directory inquiries and talk about the weather you Jeep jumping Jonny.
ReplyDeleteWhere did you leave it?
ReplyDeleteMeant to say Abby and Lisa were shending at Thandie's mansion in Beverley Hills.
ReplyDeleteHi Niko. How did you get on procuring drushly experiences for the son of the Cypriot ambassador? Did he enjoy them? Did you? Is there money to be made out of it? Can you let me know? Multi-thanks, Rex.
ReplyDeleteEek and aargh! Are you telling me the future's unknown? Now I'm terrified. I never imagined that.
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