Bless
Mother, probably down to age fatigue helped to produce a right jaffa yesterday. While talking about a hotel they stayed in in New Zealand she mentioned that just before they left she opened a cupboard and found "One of those er...grills, you know...what are they called?... George For...er..." "George Formby! " intercepts my beloved.
Go on, have your way.
Go on, have your way.
6 Vegetable peelings:
I always use a George Formby grill. After each use I am able to look at my lentil burgers and say:
Oh, fuck it, I can't do it.
Yes you can, just give in gently.
I've had to change the post because I was reliably informed I wasn't listening.
Turned out nice again.
There, wasn't that bad was it.
I'm trying to find out why a 1940 George Formby film, "Let George Do It" is banned in Sweden. As far as I know they cut the donkey sex.
All his children are named George too!
I think it was the comment "Abba? Best thing since sliced shit".
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