HonaloochieB

Mick Mac Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > LibertyBlush Wrote: > -------------------------------------------------- > ----- > > Mr HonaloochieB. > > > > I'm a married woman but a man of your comedic > > abilities shouldn't see himself single for very > > long. > > > Don't you know LB a sense of humour will not get a > man anywhere with a girl. A girlfriend/wife is > the only person in a man's life who does not find > him funny. > That's my experience anyway - these women train > themselves to roll their eyes rather than laugh - > they get so good at it that it becomes an > automatic response to even the funniest things. > Its an amazing skill. My wife is really good at > it. And when someone close to you says "That's funny" accompanied by a tight-lipped smile, where once there was a thrown-back-headed throaty 'come to bed' sort of laugh, it just makes you want to go dancing in traffic, doesn't it? Or something or other.

LibertyBlush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Mr HonaloochieB. > > I'm a married woman but a man of your comedic > abilities shouldn't see himself single for very > long. Libby, I tip my hat and waggle a glass in your general direction for one of the finest pieces of sarcasm it's been my pleasure to receive. Skol!

HAL9000 Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I wouldn't normally but I'm trying to sell Tower > Bridge. Actually Hal, I'd start with the wooden nickels and build.

The House That Jack Built - Manfred Mann

Simmo? Of course we remember you, and in the case of me and HonaloochieJr, love you dearly. It's a matter of great puzzlement and vexation to us both that you're not in the top ten of those National Treasure lists. I'd put you in the top five myself.

Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Interupttion to thread: > > Dear Hb - saddle soap is much more effective than > dubbin. > > Yours truly, > > Old Wife Cheers for that PGC. The next time I play pretend rugby with my made up 15, (named the 'Roaring Boys', the other non-existent 14 weren't keen, but I had the sham casting vote) I'll be sure and certain to visit a load of old cobblers shop and pretend to purchase a tin of saddle soap. Actually bollocks to all that I'll pretend to nick it and the imaginary shopkeeper can run after me while I show him a clean pair of heels. In my mind the heels are attached to a pair of deep purple Church's brogues. But there I go being fanciful. Any way where was I? Oh, the imaginary shopkeeper chases me for a few hundred yards, but I outrun him (yea right) and ends up shaking his fist ineffectually at my rapidly disappearing back (yea f@cking right) Any way I get home all exhausted and that, and what's waiting on the doorstep for me? Only the new Beatles remastered box set, autographed by all four of the Beatles. Don't know how they manage it, but I'm glad that they do. Love Me Do? Not something I'd admit to in mixed company. Help? I'll have all I can get thanks. Ticket To Ride? Uncanny, it's like they knew the Oyster card was going to happen.Gives me goosebumps.

Or as it might be, Duggie Brown.

PetuniaButtons Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Anyway nighty night all...and remember-if you like > it, try it-if you don't like it, try it- you might > like it! I think that settles it, PetButt is either Jimmy Tarbuck or Jim Bowen.

Welcome Libby, if I may take such a liberty. So the P have flown the N, eh? May I bold enough to ask if they're bastards? I make no judgement, I have one of my own. In my round about way I'm trying to ascertain your availability, without implying you're a slag or nothing, that would be the furthest thing from my mind. Believe me. Though there's some on here as would walk over a person's reputation in uncleanened non-dubbined rugger boots. Just for kicks. And some of the blokes are almost as bad. So any old hoo, is there a Mr Blush? I think we should be told. And if he exists, does he know where I live?

Will everyone shut the f@ck up, spoilt rotten we are these days. When I was a kid, we had David 'Folds His Arms And Looks Like A Skull And Crossbones' Nixon for our magical entertainment. The climax of most of his tricks was with the words "I think you'll find the card you picked was the nine of clubs" Pleb on stage looks suitably amazed, plebs in audience batter their hands numb. It was either that or The Black & White Minstrel Show, so I shouldn't complain really. Still I like Dezza, and just by coincidence I picked up one of his books in an animal charity shop in Tooting yesterday. The good thing is that the book is published by a specialist magic imprint and has the endorsement 'This is a book for the serious thinker who would normally disregard 99% of a magic-book's content' The bad thing is that the charity shop wasn't named 'Paws For Thought' Still, can't have everyting I suppose. Any way I'll give the book a bit of a once over this weekend and get back to you. Probably as a sort of Swami or somesuch. Any how I'd strongly advise never playing poker with me. I've no idea of the rules and am completley sh!t at it.

iaineasy Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I saw someone with a snub bag the other day and > wondered where i can get one?? By all means fill your boots Ian. It'll make you like a girl, though. A casual/scruffy dressed one. But, hey live like you wanna live, brother.

bigbadwolf Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > This whole thing is starting to smell suspiciously > like HonaloochieB!! BBW, curb yourself, to even suggest that PetButt smells of Lynx and recently ingested bacon sandwiches is borderline caddish.

Muley Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > By The Time I Get To Phoenix- Glen Campbell I Get So Excited - Ian Hunter

I think you'll find you were referring to the 'time' in 'summertine, Muley.

In The Summertime - Mungo Jerry

"In France they kiss on main street" Bloody lying cow Mitchell.

Holiday - Madonna

If Danny Baker can't do it then Danny Kelly, but he's got to have good sidekicks. I'd suggest Mark 'Oh Dear It's' O'Donnell gets transferred back from whatever provincial radio station he pootled off to and perhaps Danny B might borrow him Amy Lame for a couple of mornings a week.

Holiday In Cambodia - The Dead Kennedys

Akid'lleativytoo, wouldn't you? Mind you the kid would be better applying himself to his lessons and prayers than getting involved with eating Ivy, who's no better than she ought to be.

If you can solve crimes without leaving your house you can be the EDF's own Nero Wolfe.

Summer Holiday - Cliff Richard & The Shadows

Huggers Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > thanks. My mind is at rest. You're welcome. If I can help somebody along the way then my life won't be in vain. I'm very like Ena Sharples in that respect.

The Blackest Of Magic (Will Fulfill My Desires) - Rattenhauser

Nero Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > See below Just looked. Still in reasonable nick, but not quite the 'call to arms' comrade of my twenties. Though, what business is it of yours, you cheeky sod?