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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 18, 2005 6:14:52 GMT -5
In my locker I have an old jacket
And under one sleeve there's a placket
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Benbow
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Left hand down a bit...
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Post by Benbow on Jun 18, 2005 6:17:49 GMT -5
In my locker I have an old jacket And under one sleeve there's a placket (For those not aware, It's a sort of a tear)... |
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jun 18, 2005 8:56:41 GMT -5
In my locker I have an old jacket
And under one sleeve there's a placket
(For those not aware,
It's a sort of a tear)...
Which helps you to lob with the racquet.
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jun 18, 2005 10:48:42 GMT -5
When erecting a deckchair it's best
Not to get it snarled up with your vest
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 18, 2005 12:46:23 GMT -5
When erecting a deckchair it's best
Not to get it snarled up with your vest
Roll it up in your tights
Then punch out its lights
Call the AA, you'll find that that's best.
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 18, 2005 12:49:21 GMT -5
While trying to perfect a new mousetrap,
Alfred Hitchcock invented the jockstrap...
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Post by Nursie on Jun 18, 2005 14:29:03 GMT -5
While trying to perfect a new mousetrap, Alfred Hitchcock invented the jockstrap... The mice got confused And his b*lls got the blues |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 19, 2005 2:55:49 GMT -5
While trying to perfect a new mousetrap,
Alfred Hitchcock invented the jockstrap
The mouse got confused
And his balls got the blues
Hitchcock's plans were a waste of good foolscap
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 19, 2005 2:56:58 GMT -5
There was a young woman from Pinner
Who fancied fried locusts for dinner...
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jun 19, 2005 5:46:46 GMT -5
There was a young woman from Pinner Who fancied fried locusts for dinner... But her friend, Jock, said "Ach, go boil your head!" |
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 19, 2005 6:35:08 GMT -5
There was a young woman from Pinner
Who fancied fried locusts for dinner
But her friend, Jock, said
"Ach, go boil your head!"
Or a haggis - whichever is thinner.
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jun 19, 2005 9:49:21 GMT -5
There's a Scots laddie poling a punt
He has his kilt on back to front!
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Post by Captain Nudnick on Jun 19, 2005 10:05:54 GMT -5
There's a Scots laddie poling a punt
He has his kilt on back to front!
Though it looks sort of foreign
He's wagging his sporran!
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Post by Nurse Duckett on Jun 19, 2005 10:16:07 GMT -5
There's a Scots laddie poling a punt
He has his kilt on back to front!
Though it looks sort of foreign
He's wagging his sporran!
He's a cutie, the tiny wee runt.
In hot weather we often drink Pimm's
And impersonate Alistair Sims
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Benbow
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Left hand down a bit...
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Post by Benbow on Jun 19, 2005 10:41:37 GMT -5
In hot weather we often drink Pimm's
And impersonate Alistair Sim
He worked like a navvy
While cleaning the lavvy
Squirting harpic under the rim.
It's thirty degrees in the shade,
And it's ruining my lemonade
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