Troll(or accusations of) The last refuge of a snp supporter scoundrel
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apparently me persona non grata cos i put a mirror to
the snp/nats extremists face and they don't like what
they see and run screamimg from the internet.
crying out troll ! troll ! troll!
My neighbour made us a carrot cake. It was so tasty I said she should open a stall at the farmers market. Imagine my surprise when she opened a stall for people to play gin rummy in!
That is a terribly hurt hurtful thing to write. My world is a wasteland of emptiness and reality. I live surrounded by fantasy figures who say funny or odd things to entertain me. Like the one who says I have never seen Blackpool Tower because you can see it from her daughters house and that's a house I've never been in. BUT I have seen Blackpool Tower from the street. You can see it from lots of places. She's a silly Drip.
I'll never forget Grandad 's favorite horse Seabiscuit. Grandad used to say "Damn silly name. Damn fine nag." But that wasxas dar as the discussion went. Not a word more as he wiped a tear from his eye. He never really got over what happened and sometimes we would find Grandad staring into space, his eyes misted over like a cloud of sorrow, and we would mouth the word "Seabiscuit" to each other and tip tow out of the room. Grandad was a great character and used to regale us with how his platoon dealt with the Mow Mow terrorists in Kenya. What a hoot! Swinging from telegraph poles on the Mombasa road like scarecrows!! But never a word about Seabiscuit.
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ReplyDeleteof them, so I told her to empty the bag and it was all fine! 😃
DeleteThe French minister of education looks like an owl
DeleteThe Spanish minister of health looks like a car park
DeleteThe Prime Minister of Togo looks like a knitting needle.
DeletePresident of Vietnam he look like picture frame.
DeleteThe new king of England looks like a juniper bush surrounded by a Zinc fence.
DeleteQueen Parker-Bowles of England. She lady. She look 😍 pretty ladybird. She go good place.
DeleteBah !!!!
ReplyDeleteI wrote to Stagecoach Buses today to thank the driver of the Number 2 for reassuring me that the bus wasn't haunted. I am terrifued of ghosts.
DeleteMy neighbour made us a carrot cake. It was so tasty I said she should open a stall at the farmers market. Imagine my surprise when she opened a stall for people to play gin rummy in!
DeleteYour nobody's uncle are you?
ReplyDeleteThat is a terribly hurt hurtful thing to write. My world is a wasteland of emptiness and reality. I live surrounded by fantasy figures who say funny or odd things to entertain me. Like the one who says I have never seen Blackpool Tower because you can see it from her daughters house and that's a house I've never been in. BUT I have seen Blackpool Tower from the street. You can see it from lots of places. She's a silly Drip.
DeleteHarrison Ford's mother bought my Aunt Freda's old kettle.
DeleteI'm an accident waiting to happen.
DeleteCan anyone recommend a good place for me to meet celebrities? I do not want to seevthem shoplifting or vomiting or anything like that. Thanks.
DeleteI'll never forget Grandad 's favorite horse Seabiscuit. Grandad used to say "Damn silly name. Damn fine nag." But that wasxas dar as the discussion went. Not a word more as he wiped a tear from his eye. He never really got over what happened and sometimes we would find Grandad staring into space, his eyes misted over like a cloud of sorrow, and we would mouth the word "Seabiscuit" to each other and tip tow out of the room. Grandad was a great character and used to regale us with how his platoon dealt with the Mow Mow terrorists in Kenya. What a hoot! Swinging from telegraph poles on the Mombasa road like scarecrows!! But never a word about Seabiscuit.
ReplyDeleteI don't believe a word of that ridiculous story.
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DeleteIt twists my nutmeg when people think they can get Royal Favour without even doing things like merging fruit. They are human skysh.
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