Stumbled across this one - thought you might like it.
your pass has run out now hasit, gotta go home then and feed the hanimals :O)
Ah, well, Brisbane just wasn't the same when her maj left.
I was lucky. The roads were all blocked off as I arrived in Brisbane, and I had no idea of an alternate route to my motel. But Brisbane is so huge, by the time I actually got into the city, the roads had just opened again.
I love driving the work vehicle. It's a big Ford ute that I can barely climb into (well, not in a lady-like fashion, anyway). It has so much power compared to my old bomb of a car. You plants your foot and it literally leaps into action. I found myself belting down the highway at some rather scary speeds which I will not confirm in writing! LOL I didn't even feel the speed, and only realised when I looked at the speedometer. I'd be a real hoon if I had half a chance.
Lovely,,,Sounds like your highlight was the monster truck,,ah well it is nearly Halloween, :O)
I want to get on my soapbox about halloween. We never, ever celebrated it in this country. It was a foreign thing. Since the internet, suddenly people are celebrating it everywhere. It's a nasty celebration, as far as I'm concerned, and I wish it hadn't seeped in here. Yuck.
No, no, Dezzie say what you really feel about Halloween Ha ha ha ,,,trick or treat :O)
*sigh* Like talkin' to a foreigner, it is.
And are you well and happy, Mikey?
Well,,Well as im gonna be, And i always try to be Happy, cuz its just as easy to be happy as it is to be miserable, and i do prefer happy, i know it makes your face ache holding a smile all day but in my eyes thats a small price to pay, because smiling is infectious you know Dez,,,yes indeedy, i look at you avatar and as if by magic my smile is set for the day :O)
I look at yours and I have a strange urge to don white gloves.
Yes, a positive attitude is definitely better for you, but there are times when mine flies way out the window. Never mind, we're all human. Although some is part rat.
Rat? do you never stop,,juss for a while? It was a hafter heffect of the soup you gave me, i have now made a full recovery,,well except for the urge to dress as Mario ...but thats your fault too...did you not say you liked men in uniforms ???
Yeah, but toddlers in uniforms - meh!
No, I think I don't stop. I think I might plague you hall your life 'cause it's flippin' non-normal to rent headspace. Admit it. An' my begetavle soup can not be blamed. That is hearsay an' gossip.
Yew is telling flipping stories again,,juss tell the trooth go on,,,it'll only sting four a minute,,that soop dissolved my spoon, and hafected my brain, juss like watt yew ment it two doo...
Well, you woz teeterin' hon the hedge of hinsannitty hanyways. I jus' gave you a shove.
So yew hadmit it then,,poisoninging people juss four fun!
I diddent enjoy it much.
No i can see by the look of glee on your face you didn't enjoy it much, I personally dont know how you could do such a thing, you know, with me being such a nice friendly person an all,,,Dont listen to the papers today's news tomorrows chip papers, I am a nice person you just ask that deaf dumb and blind kid who plays the mean pinball....
Yeah, I meant to arsk you - how DID you blind 'im?
I borrowed your pointy stick remember,, you said it would do the job :O)
OOOH! Don't tell such big fibs! I tole you to use yer own stick!
YOU NEVER DID,,,you said use mine its poked many a eye owt, han you give me the pencil sharpnererer to go with it,,remember????
Ha! Gotcha! I hain't GOT no pencil sharpener! I uses me teefs.
Well,,well,well, Errrr, Hummm, Its got your name in full on the stick, sez if found please return to Missy Dezzmerellda xymonau naughtygurl pain co, the little house by the billabong, A reward of a nice bowl of soop for the finder,,see its here in black n white :O) and thats the trooff..
(Best American Accent) You can't HANDLE the troof!
Hey, that's not my writin'! OR my stick. HERE is my stick!
"Sharp intake of breath" this is your stick and you knows it..
OOH! I yam not in need of metallic ends on MY stick! No siree, Bob. Mine is the finest jarrah timber, highly polished, and weighted precisely. It has Dunlop tyres an' a dvd player an' lambswool seat covers.
Oh, wait, that's my car.