Midge my son,
“What you don want dun to yourself. Don do to others.”
Yummmmmmm.
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Midge my son,
“What you don want dun to yourself. Don do to others.”
Yummmmmmm.
Wongo and Dave,
I will sleep easier at nights knowing I have not one, but TWO great masters to whom I can turn for help when things trouble me.
(Did that sound sarcstic, or was it as it was meant, a heartfelt, greatful and kind response???) OH NO!!! Now I think my question may have sarcastic overtones. :eek:
Wongo, sage advice indeed.... I guess I don't have to change after all!Quote:
Originally Posted by Wongo
:D :D :D
Cheers,
P
Don't listen Midge. Don't listen. Just say what you think and never hesitate to stick it up 'em :D
Richard
Depends on the context doesn't it? ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by bitingmidge
Check this out.
http://www.i-cynic.com/whatis.asp
I read the list of 'reasons' for being there, had a laugh, looked at the SIZE of the rest of it & came back here.... :D
Midge
Please get off this downer on whether you are a sarcastic person or not - you're makin me depressed :(
Besides those of us who know a little about you know that you are way below the lowest form of wit :D :D :D :D :D
So ignore them that think they know better :p
BUGGER!!! I go away for a few days and you pack of social misfits start a stoush without me!!!!
BARSTEWARDS ALL! ;)
BUGGER indeed!!
YOU went to GOOLWA without ME!!!!
Just you wait till 2007!!!
Did you have a good time?? :D
P
Yeah the basstard. He loaded R&R up with kids and tried to run it under the transom of Oscar W. Only the hysterical screaming of the adult in the bow saved the day :D
Richard
Er Richard, dare we ask who the hysterical screamer was? Anyone we know? :DQuote:
Originally Posted by Daddles
As forrard hands go Richard "Ballast" Spurling makes a good ships girl! Squealed like a sheila when it looked as though the mighty R&R was going to sink that nasty old Oscar W. The kids were perfectly fine till I suggested that Dad was a sheila and they suddenly became somewhat mutinous! ;)
Goolwa was a total HOOOT! :D :D :D We had a ball, R&R carted bods from all over. Notably a couple of rawther naice females..... The boats were luvverlee. the weather was kind, the orfully faine waine was consumed in copious quantities, but never "aboard". James Morrison tootled his flute in most estimable manner and generally all was wonderful. One old coot got a bit stroppy with myself and a couple of others and when he spat the cockle and "sped" off in his putt-putt his outboard auxiliary dropped of his transom and into the murky depths. MUCH to the amusement of all bystanders! In the last parade of the festival one young fella skippered his flybridge cruiser from the flybridge and also in the altogether, fun... and much appreciated by my 1st mate! :eek:
T'was upon the good ship venus
Oh bugger it, you know what I mean :D :D :D
I've heard that Christopper tacks and gybes all the way home after a couple of bottles of Penola's finest, even the 'odd heave to' :D :D