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Looks fake to me.

Well of course it's fake! They're wearing those headsets for a reason. If they were anywhere near an area where a passenger plane would be that low to the ground they would have been alerted to the fact; if, that is, they did not know already.

I say chaps, loosen the old knicker elastic ! twas only a merry jape

My knicker elastic went months ago. I think you mean loosen the various pieces of rope, string and ribbon.

 
and then the chinking clinking rattling of traps, bolts,& spring loaded safety pins  

Frilly ribbon underwear and metal chains. Only the best fashion for us elastic-free individuals.

Lancebloke wrote:My knicker elastic went months ago. I think you mean loosen the various pieces of rope, string and ribbon.

oooh saucy   

Im still wondering what you tie up in the ribbon   

Real men don't toss out their underwear until the suspenders have nothing left to grip on.

Oh... is that when you are supposed to throw it out. Might need to do some underwear drawer maintenance this weekend then.

And petty... The ribbon depends on who is coming over.

         

I have a ukulele
I dont know how to play,
To woo a fiery Maiden
Known for her wrangling ways.

I've drunken all the buckie,
enough to make me sick
But I want to play the ukulele
to woe that stubborn Figg

She will not see my crabbit truth
or accept the crabbit way
So I'll strum my ukulele
if I ever actually learn to play

And though she wrangles all
with her emotional feminist way
I'll drink the buckie down until I fall
wooing with my ukulele play

I'll doff my sporran and dip my kilt
I'll enter every good fight
if it were not for all the buckie
I'd know how to play the damn thing right!  

She will not see my crabbit truth
or accept the crabbit way
So I'll strum my ukulele
if I ever actually learn how to play



         

 

Wake her up below her window with the drunken version (is there any other version?). That always warms their cockles....or whatever it is they throw at you to show their appreciation.

halfwise wrote: That always warms their cockles....or whatever it is they throw at you to show their appreciation.

Oh, cockles hardly hurt at all! Geoducks are another matter!  

COCKLES



GEODUCK

  I dont know which makes me blush more, the song or the geoduck, thats erm.. big.   

Figgs, take the song, realistically would you want to hold something of Petty's that looked like that ??

Pettytyrant101 wrote:         

I have a ukulele
I dont know how to play,
To woo a fiery Maiden
Known for her wrangling ways.

I've drunken all the buckie,
enough to make me sick
But I want to play the ukulele
to woe that stubborn Figg

She will not see my crabbit truth
or accept the crabbit way
So I'll strum my ukulele
if I ever actually learn to play

And though she wrangles all
with her emotional feminist way
I'll drink the buckie down until I fall
wooing with my ukulele play

I'll doff my sporran and dip my kilt
I'll enter every good fight
if it were not for all the buckie
I'd know how to play the damn thing right!  

She will not see my crabbit truth
or accept the crabbit way
So I'll strum my ukulele
if I ever actually learn how to play



         

  

there once was a crabbit One
set in his crabbit ways
who would chunter on and on
seemingly for days.
Then along came a Highlander
to tell him whats what
he was proud to be British
for Jaizus he fought.
whats a girl gotta do
to make him see sense
if she wasnt mistaken
he easily took offence
But after the dust settled
she was probably lucky
if he opened his sporan
to buy her a buckie.
I raise my glass to battles Royal
to the steam comin out my ears
win or lose it doesnt matter
so long as you buy the beers.

 

'so long as you buy the beers.'

    

I'll go so far as to put them on my tab at the Duck n' Muck {{{  }}}}

  

realistically would you want to hold something of Petty's that looked like that ??- Azriel

My ukulele may be smaller, but you can strum it or hours.   

  

 

This is just such a beautiful thought, I had to share it.

Got to love that cat