Innuendo. In YOUR end-o.
Actually, it’s not innuendo. It’s plain as the nose on yer face
missred
Or as the tip on yer… errr…
(My aim is to lower the tone even further)
Catherine costelloe
My husband sent me flowers on Valentines signed by his secretary. I binned them and we still laugh over it. You’re skating on thin ice with this one , John!!
Nigel
Quick Moynesy critique this poem I made to get right with the wife again:
Your eyes they shine like diamonds
My heart is is awash in their flashes
I’m sorry I got drunk on your birthday
And threw up in your mother’s ashes.
Andyourpointiswhatexactly?
I would smut that up by going “a diamond/flash/ birthday/gash”.
Some might say “too much”. I dispute that.
millie st murderlark
You have a wife? I did not know that.
A secret romantic so you are.
Nigel
She’s my north my south my east my west. Dab hand with a compass, so she is.
Iwerzon
I found a bunch of roses cellotaped to a lamppost in Finglas. Totally free!!! Bonus.
Innuendo. In YOUR end-o.
Actually, it’s not innuendo. It’s plain as the nose on yer face
Or as the tip on yer… errr…
(My aim is to lower the tone even further)
My husband sent me flowers on Valentines signed by his secretary. I binned them and we still laugh over it. You’re skating on thin ice with this one , John!!
Quick Moynesy critique this poem I made to get right with the wife again:
Your eyes they shine like diamonds
My heart is is awash in their flashes
I’m sorry I got drunk on your birthday
And threw up in your mother’s ashes.
I would smut that up by going “a diamond/flash/ birthday/gash”.
Some might say “too much”. I dispute that.
You have a wife? I did not know that.
A secret romantic so you are.
She’s my north my south my east my west. Dab hand with a compass, so she is.
I found a bunch of roses cellotaped to a lamppost in Finglas. Totally free!!! Bonus.
YES!!
Funny, that’s how I found my wife
Werzil wins the internet
That’s a beaut TBF
The Great Nick Lowe .
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uBhsWuTgNQo
Happy VD Millie, I need a hug after the Ryan Adams revelations….
Yeah. He’s a right one, wha’?
Happy Valentine’s Day husband!
I’ll snuggle you when we meet at the secret, sacred meeting spot. I’ll have a red fleur in my hair.
Happy VD? Jaysus Bertie, what have ye been transferring to one another?
Do you really want to know?
I’ve gone from filth-monger to slight prude and beginning to wish I hadn’t asked…..
Ok, try me! Fragrant red roses and the like?