Tuearts right boot
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Not even if it was a Hipocahontamus hideNo way would a native North American have access to a hippopotamus hide.
Not even if it was a Hipocahontamus hideNo way would a native North American have access to a hippopotamus hide.
Ah yes.Sherbet lemons
Midget gems
Love hearts
Parma violets
Aniseed balls
Liquorice allsorts.
No way would a native North American have access to a hippopotamus hide.
Are......Why is there two shit joke threads?
We had white paper bags.Are you too young to remember sweets in big jars being sold by the pound and put into brown paper bags?
Nothing funny about that, I’m just curious.
Less of the F if you please.These FOC sweetie jokes aren't hitting the mark at all.
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
I remember being able to buy one of the four chews for a penny, and buying it with a farthing!Are you too young to remember sweets in big jars being sold by the pound and put into brown paper bags?
Nothing funny about that, I’m just curious.
There is no way a hippopotamus can hide. His bum would stick out of the waterNo way would a native North American have access to a hippopotamus hide.
The bird on it's back is the giveaway.There is no way a hippopotamus can hide. His bum would stick out of the water
Bazooka Joes anyoneI remember being able to buy one of the four chews for a penny, and buying it with a farthing!
True Story..A hiker, clearly shaken, enters a remote English village pub, his clothes all torn and he's full of scratches...
"You won't believe this," he says to the bartender. "I was attacked by a leopard!"
"Really?"
"Yes! A leopard! In England!"
The hiker sits down and orders the strongest liquor they've got. "I tried to run, but it was of course much faster than me."
The hiker gets his glass, empties it, and asks for another. "It sent me to the ground with a mighty push from its paws, but weirdly enough it then just gave me a really sad look and left."
"Ah, you met Father Andrews," the bartender says, matter-of-factly.
"What do you mean?" asks the tourist, confused.
"Father Andrews was our priest. A truly kind-hearted man, loved by all. His only goal in life was to serve his congregation as well as he could. So when he one day found a lamp with a genie, his very first wish was to be a loving shepherd to the community."
"That's nice "
"Absolutely, if only he hadn't been so prone to spoonerisms..."
What am I doing hanging aroundThink my obsession with the group 'The Monkees' is starting to affect my marriage.
Earlier this morning my wife came downstairs ranting and raving, stormed into the lounge....and then I saw her face.