Do tell the tale
A while a go our mate Owen Hunter started a thread which ran for quite a time. Its idea was simple, he started a story then everyone added to it, most of the posts were very funny. So Im being very original & trying to start it off again (Owen the royalty check is in the post). I will start a tale & the idea is that you take over & add to where I leave off, then someone adds to that & so on. The tale can go anyway & anywhere you like, so here goes nothing; The sun was just rising over the Big blue mountain when a ray of sunlight outlined the lonely figure of Big Jim Croneshaw as he ........... Over to you
unfortunately on close examination he found the two deers far too old for him,one was his granmother and theother was his future mother inlaws mother
oh no he cried, I must be hallucinating he turned away ,only to find Julie Andrews in front of him singing DOE a deer afemale deer
made a perect landing in florida but still had hangover,went to disney land to put the thoughts of the two old dears out of my mind,no luck,first person I saw was OLIVE OIL" my soon to be mother in laws double
I awoke with a start! thank god I said it was all a nightmare brought on by drinking 3 bottles of chivas regal, but wait a moment ,this is not my bedroom,its not even my house! WHERE AM I/
.......the cunning girl had already reached for the handcuffs, the stick of celery and the egg whisk. Aha he thought, this could be very sticky.... TC.
damm he said, I forgot it is thursday,[ recycling day] now I will have to keep all them empty booze bottles for another 2 weeks and the smell of rum is chronic but that is the only thing my mate roly drinks, I expect he got the habit from the RSL [retarded sailors lodge]crikey mate I must be in australia [hence roly]ow the eck did I get here? dont even remember getting on the plane,and how come ive wearing a wet suit and am carrying all these sticks of celery?
When a jobsworth from the local council came round and said: "you put out the wrong bin yesterday, so Im fining you £200 "
ime getting a bit confused now,went back to this strange mobile home,had a good look round,very large kilt with very small sporan hanging on wall must belong to a cross dresser must not judge people by the way they dress[hallooo sailor]walls very damp and spots of mold appearing all over the place. not my problem,ime due to get married tommorow in uk how am i going to get there on time? walks into forest singing :ime getting married in the morning ding dong the bells are going to chime" oh no! here comes a brut of a man with a lisp whip,what shall I do?
disclaimer!the writer wishes to say that any resemblance to actual people dead or alive is purely coincedental.ime only "telling the tale"
dear roly, are you fick or somfing?the disclaimer was meant to be a little bit of humour,to stop fick people from sueing me , didnt work with you, consider yourself on defaulters 0700hrs tomorrow morning,sorry cant fofeit I got the rum from you and you know what that tastes like! but never mind m8 I still loves yer ray
dear roly, surely an old matelot like you, with all your experience of water would know that water always runs DOWNHILL , you live up north and I live down south! so take a guess as to where the jetson and flotsom you say you have came from? regards ray
.....they used to belong to Rasputin or Im a monkeys uncle. Come on Uncle Terry, said King Kong as he swung his way up...... TC.
unfortunately for very bin laden, the commission ruled that he had been dealing in rubbish for years and should have known by thesmell alone, as it smelt just like him
.......like him I always have problems with colours although I still dont understand why my family fell about laughing when I went out wearing a green shirt, yellow tie, brown shoes and blue trousers. Maybe it was the maroon cummerbund I had on my ......... TC.