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| #11  22-Feb-2004, 14:12 | ||||
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| and.... "Dear Auntie Lisa, My hubbie keeps scratching his head & looking worried, cos my bike appears to go faster than his! - and I'm only still running it in  what can you advise???? Should I down grade to a slower model to keep his masculinity intact, or get mine tweaked by doing the cams, K & N's and a re-map on the ECU for starters  I hope you can help........ Numpty monster rider of Surrey" C xxxxx  |
| #12 22-Feb-2004, 16:17 | ||||
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| Take it with you! Go to the bog with your lid on...and apply foundation in private...TA DA!!!  [/quote]I don't think I could fit anymore in my Zippy rucksack after I've squeezed in house keys, creditcard, AA card, lipsil, visor cleaner....think I need a bigger bag! [Edited on 22-2-2004 by Queen_gravelpants] |
| #13 22-Feb-2004, 18:49 | ||||
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Dear Numpty monster rider of Surrey Advise your husband to take up a more suitable hobby Like DIY to keep his mind occupied. Whilst he's painting the bathroom get out there and burn some rubber. Play da fool for all he's got...then go for a divorce on the grounds of mental cruelty because yours is bigger than his...then elope to Vegas and marry your Duke!!!! Rgds Auntie Lisaxxx |
| #14 22-Feb-2004, 18:57 | ||||
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Oh! No! Do not lower yourself to the levels of Delia Smith(spit, spit) Tell the hubby to get off his fat bottom and get a part time job! What kind of goddam marriage are you in if he cannot understand a womans needs! when that bank account begins to increase reward him in the way that only a woman can! But him a can of Stella and give him the remote control! rgds Auntie Lisa x |
| #18 22-Feb-2004, 19:33 | ||||
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| Ok ladies this ones for you  One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem (chaos) in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess, a lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?" She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world did I do today?" "Yes" was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it." |
| #20 22-Feb-2004, 20:05 | |||
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| Nigel bl**dy turncoat You gettin to male menopause or wot??? Fancy givin them namby pamby wimmin an excuse!!!!!!! I have to be sick Dont tell my ole ladee that, coz I do all the werk AND ride as well  AND slippers is wots for bikes not footsies wiff painted toenails!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! rgds Disillusioned of Leics mort and if we want a Marge Proops page, coulda bought the Daily Wotsitsname  |
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