"Arran, you are like the Tony Benn of smut. You have never diluted your depravity and always stand by your beliefs. You have my respect sir and your wife my pity"
Good man. Keep an eye on him, he's bloody dodgy that one.
@A77, i'm lurking. Just looking for a trattor with a 545 prefix.
Too slow, benito's stalker got carried away.
"Arran, you are like the Tony Benn of smut. You have never diluted your depravity and always stand by your beliefs. You have my respect sir and your wife my pity"
Good man. Keep an eye on him, he's bloody dodgy that one.
@A77, i'm lurking. Just looking for a trattor with a 545 prefix.
Too slow, benito's stalker got carried away.
He's quick, i'll match his quickness with stealth.
You're still too slow
"Arran, you are like the Tony Benn of smut. You have never diluted your depravity and always stand by your beliefs. You have my respect sir and your wife my pity"
I would happily add a couple of years if I could get ours to sleep in her own room...whisky works?
Yep, just get yourself totally tanked up and you won't know who or what is sleeping in your room
"Arran, you are like the Tony Benn of smut. You have never diluted your depravity and always stand by your beliefs. You have my respect sir and your wife my pity"
When the EPO was pregnant with our first I was told by our then FD that the first 25 years were the worst. I saw him again about 10 years later and he asked if I remembered the conversation. When I said yes he replied "I lied, it's much longer than that."
My oldest (now 3 and a bit) takes to wrecking the bed and jumping up an down on it. She's going through a 'binge' - an eating binge. From time to time she does this and we must be the local chimps to the Lidl staff because of the number of bananas we go through.
I think that these are the magic years, they are so much fun. Hard work but fun. Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Just invest in a shotgun and a shovel. When prosepctive boyfriends come to the door, answer it with both items in hand looking a bit 'Texas Chainsaw' and remind them that nobody saw them arrive here.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
"I spent most of my money on birds, booze and fast cars: the rest of it I just squandered." [George Best]
How the hell did this post get to this? Just to add my two penneth, two daughters 14 & 13, menopausal wife and it's been like world war three round here tonight, kicked off by the youngest's loss off her brace (again) - was too late to go out on my bike but was sorely tempted.
Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Just invest in a shotgun and a shovel. When prosepctive boyfriends come to the door, answer it with both items in hand looking a bit 'Texas Chainsaw' and remind them that nobody saw them arrive here.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
When my little girl grows boobs...that is when hell will start. :shock: :shock:
Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Just invest in a shotgun and a shovel. When prosepctive boyfriends come to the door, answer it with both items in hand looking a bit 'Texas Chainsaw' and remind them that nobody saw them arrive here.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
When my little girl grows boobs...that is when hell will start. :shock: :shock:
You already know. It's too late for some of us.
"I spent most of my money on birds, booze and fast cars: the rest of it I just squandered." [George Best]
Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Just invest in a shotgun and a shovel. When prosepctive boyfriends come to the door, answer it with both items in hand looking a bit 'Texas Chainsaw' and remind them that nobody saw them arrive here.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
When my little girl grows boobs...that is when hell will start. :shock: :shock:
Let us know when the happy day arrives and I'm sure someone here would pop up to Stranraer.
Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Just invest in a shotgun and a shovel. When prosepctive boyfriends come to the door, answer it with both items in hand looking a bit 'Texas Chainsaw' and remind them that nobody saw them arrive here.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
When my little girl grows boobs...that is when hell will start. :shock: :shock:
Let us know when the happy day arrives and I'm sure someone here would pop up to Stranraer.
I'll have you stuffed and mounted and put over my mantlepiece with a plaque:
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Good man. Keep an eye on him, he's bloody dodgy that one.
@A77, i'm lurking. Just looking for a trattor with a 545 prefix.
It was good and I cannot believe such a select group couldn't group to catch Terpstra but well done to him.
Too slow, benito's stalker got carried away.
seanoconn
He's quick, i'll match his quickness with stealth.
You're still too slow
seanoconn
I've already told you, I'm tracking him, not stalking.
Faith is the denial of observation so that Belief can be preserved
Yay, you're in planet Dad now. Park your life for the next 18 years and keep topping up the savings account.
Hello T47. Who rattled your cage?
Did the instruction come with a tap on the shoulder or in a brown envelope?
Since the big bent bang theory and the handover at checkpoint Charlie, you must be a bit rusty with this sort of thing.
Yep, just get yourself totally tanked up and you won't know who or what is sleeping in your room
seanoconn
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I think that these are the magic years, they are so much fun. Hard work but fun. Not looking forward to their pubity. Think we'll move out and buy a bungalow when they hit 18.
Mine is 12 now and I'm getting ready for this...
When my little girl grows boobs...that is when hell will start. :shock: :shock:
Let us know when the happy day arrives and I'm sure someone here would pop up to Stranraer.
I'll have you stuffed and mounted and put over my mantlepiece with a plaque:
"He came, I shot him."