01-19-2014, 01:09 PM
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Just Doing My Own Thing
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Join Date: Jan 2011
Location: London, Spain, New Zealand, GFY - Not Croydon...
Posts: 25,334
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Originally Posted by TheSquealer
Do you clowns break down and dissect "knock knock" jokes as well? Would love to see you analyze a few - i'm sure we could all gain a lot of valuable insight. If you have time, could you do a dirty limerick was well?
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Dear Son,
Just a few lines to let you know that I am still alive. I am writing this letter slowly because I know that you cannot read very fast.
You won't recognise the house anymore when you come home; we moved because your Dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of home. I won't be able to send you the address as the last family here took the numbers with them for their next house, so they wouldn't have to change their address.
There was a new style of washing machine in the house when we moved in, but it wasn't working too good. I put 14 shirts into it last week, pulled the chain and I haven't seen them since!
Your father has a new job. He now has 500 people under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery.
Auntie Maggy has sent you a pair of socks she knitted, she put a third one in because she heard you have grown another foot since she last saw you.
Your sister, Mary, had a baby this morning. I haven't found out yet whether it was a boy or a girl, so I don't know if you are an Uncle or an Aunt.
Jimmy locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your father out.
Your Uncle d*ck drowned last week in a vat of whiskey in Dublin Brewery. Some of his co-workers dived in to save him, but he fought them off bravely. We cremated the body and it took three days to put out the fire.
Your father didn't have much to drink at Christmas. I put a bottle of castor oil in his pint of beer and it kept him going until New Year's day.
I went to the doctor on Thursday, and your father came with me. The doctor put a small tube in my mouth and told me not to open it for ten minutes - your father offered to buy it from him.
It only rained twice last week. First time was for three days and the second for four. On Monday the wind blew so hard that one of the chickens laid the same egg four times.
We received a letter yesterday from the undertaker. He said that if the last payment on your Grandmother's funeral wasn't made, up she comes.
Your loving Mother,
PS I was going to send you 100 dollars, but I have already sealed the envelope.
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