Yes, I can imagine if you could choose the manner of your own passing then it would be to be slapped to death by a big titted woman.I can't think of anything better!
Sounds a bit like a Monty Python sketch I remember.....
Yes, I can imagine if you could choose the manner of your own passing then it would be to be slapped to death by a big titted woman.I can't think of anything better!
I was thinking more of mouth to mouth from a particularly gifted woman, but either suitsYes, I can imagine if you could choose the manner of your own passing then it would be to be slapped to death by a big titted woman.
Sounds a bit like a Monty Python sketch I remember.....
Tit to mouth...?I was thinking more of mouth to mouth from a particularly gifted woman, but either suits
Don’t worry about your behaviour…as far as I can make out all old people carry on like that.wait till Dirk finds out how he’s behaved. Dirk would be home by now dry stone walling.
How's your ankle holding up...?The way my back is at the moment it would be dry stone wailing
How do you know about my ankle?How's your ankle holding up...?
In which orifice??So what shall I do for an encore?
How about I break the end off my iPad lead? bollocks, drat and buggerit
Googled it after watching an episode of The Unexplained.How do you know about my ankle?
It was the shiny bit that goes into the iPad port. I’ve pulled that out easily, now I’m waiting on memsahib to bring me in a spare.In which orifice??
Let it out Simon, it’s no good bottling it up, it’s an understandingly negative emotion thats better dealt with by getting it out rather than keeping it in, much like the crap you’ve already got rid of, try to keep positive mate and try to treat the negativity the same way you treated the crap, try and give it a mental flush mate.I know I’m posting a lot on here, and elsewhere, and perhaps it may seem a bit strange considering why I’m in hospital. But I have to do it, I have to have something to take away the thoughts going around in my head.
I am scared shitless, there’s no other way to put it.
What is going to happen today, tomorrow, or even in 5 minutes time
This all gives me some focus otherwise I’ll drift in self pity and go further downhill.
Keeping everything crossed for you mate, stents seem to be the go to fix these days and all my mates (quite a few as I recollect) who have them were all up and about within days of the op. The latest one was transferred to RDE from Barnstaple and eventually down to Derriford where the op was performed, two days later home on light duties and doing very well, was riding his bike within a fortnight.And so the bad news keeps on coming.
According to the junior who came in to see me earlier they will be having a discussion if it’s possible to do stent(s) and if so how many. That’s a relatively quick op and can be done very soon.
If they decide it’s open heart bypass surgery needed then that’s a different matter as there’s a list. Several of the guys in the ward I was in are on that list. And the op isn’t done here either, it’s at Derriford Plymouth 40+ miles away.
In which case they’ll figure out if I can get it done privately at the local Nuffield. It’s only money, and there’s no pockets in a shroud.
Bollocks!
Actually looks like quite a decent job. At least they have mixed up the batches of bricks which is more than most do these days unless you stand over them.I’m pleased you like it, here’s a closer look for youView attachment 63501