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Yep, some bastard was out mowing his lawn this morning!
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
Red Sunsets wrote:Yep, some bastard was out mowing his lawn this morning!
you heard me
i had to stop cause it started to rain, and mowing the grass with an electric lawn mower is not the brightest thing to be doing. I can see th Darwin Awards heading my way
My grass has now got a mo-hawk of about 2 foot high grass down one side, now is that fashion or what?
sisxbeforedawn wrote:i had to stop cause it started to rain
Outside, NOW!
no lawn mowers of course
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
You know it's spring when you can start to fill in your 'I-Spy Book of Animals Shagging.'
We've got loads of frogs in our school pond and they're all at it.
To quote Porridge:
"The frog has an enormous sexual appetite- and when he mates, he's at it for 24 hours solid."
"Blimey, it's no wonder his eyes bulge out."
Actually, doing a search for the above quote using "sexual appetite" and "porridge" brought a surprising number of results- not all of which were to do with BBC comedies. I really have led a very sheltered life.
Must be spring. I've started sneezing & my eyes are three sizes too big for their sockets.
Hate spring. Hate summer even more. What's good about having to coat yourself in white gunk just so you don't get cooked? Next time I will be more careful & choose parents with a darker skin tone...
Red Sunsets wrote:Yep, some bastard was out mowing his lawn this morning!
you heard me
i had to stop cause it started to rain, and mowing the grass with an electric lawn mower is not the brightest thing to be doing. I can see th Darwin Awards heading my way
My grass has now got a mo-hawk of about 2 foot high grass down one side, now is that fashion or what?