Lachie came home from the pub, the landing light was on, strange he thought, the wife should be in bed asleep by now......
Spring has sprung, the grass is ris', I wonder where the birdies is, the birdies is on d' wing, now thats absurd, everyone knows d' wing is on d' bird
Worse than that..they live in a bungalow!
Lachie was rather fond of the Absinthe
Don't wrestle with pigs, you just get all dirty and the pig enjoys it.
The nice thing about living in a small place is that if you dont know what you are doing....there's always somebody who does,or thinks they do! x
"where's my maltesers" shouts Lachie, as he......
Don't wrestle with pigs, you just get all dirty and the pig enjoys it.
Lachie felt frightened, had Fran arrived safely, was she okay? He grabbed Morag by the...............
Don't wrestle with pigs, you just get all dirty and the pig enjoys it.
morag said ..'I have to take anne october to the funny farm would
you like me to set up a road block on't way back?'
She has a virus! ....The sheep trembled!
It could mean..Sensible sheep..wha abide by road crossings..no more racks of lamb for sunday dinner! Da da da da DA!
Lachie went for a lie down and a think!
As Lachie snoozed away in the land o Nod, he became aware of a desperate voice shouting "woolly...............
Jumper !! Lachie, Woolie jumper, when he opened his eyes he was standing in the shower with hot water pouring all over his nice new Woolie jumper. Yes , he was so drunk he decided to sober himself up in the shower, unfortunately he was a lot more drunk than he thought and it took Morag roaring at him to get him awake. Still, never mind he said........
ma new jumper had a wee stain of absinthe all down e front. Mind ye, ma chest feels rite tight just now
A good hug often helps
get aff morag, get aff ma chest, yer restrictin ma lungs wae yer weight wummin. if ye dinna move..........
Lachie, ye eejit no winder its techt, thats oor Wullie's.........
Nah ye wont touch it, ye choost want hid for yursel cos it's pink.......
Bookmarks