Buggar, do things come in fours?

Kim

my best advise to you would be to fill an esky and dont move off the lounge for a few days..........surely ya cant get into trouble doing that?

............:-)))))))

Don't talk to me about Damn Dog.

Thursday night she bit on on the foot when I stood on her on the way for a piddle.

We were out in the car on saturday, and the little buggar bit me on the ear, because the rear window was'nt lowered to her satifaction.

So help me, I'll skin her for UGG boots one of these days! LOL

Regards

Kim

Gday Kim,
Ever thought about a job as an OH&S officer?
Youve definately got the expierience.

LOL
Cheers

Kim, Kim, Kim...

"I’ve stuffed me back, and the guts."
"took a fair share of flesh out of the right hand with an angle grinder"
"an old vice fell from the top, and hit me on the kneecap."
"she bit me on on the foot "
"and the little buggar bit me on the ear"

I was feeling a little down tonight...........but not any more..LOL LOL

As a matter of fact, after reading about your problems I feel bluddy great..)))))))))))

Can only get better pal.

Cheers
Michael

Just to console you that you're not alone...

DEAR BOSS
(also known as THE SICK NOTE)

Dear Boss, I write this note to tell you of my plight
And at the time of writing I am not a pretty sight
My body is all black and blue, my face a deathly gray
And I hope you understand why Paddy's not at work today

While working on the fourteenth floor, some bricks I had to clear
And to throw them down from off the top seemed quite a good idea
But the foreman wasn't very pleased, he was an awful sod
He said I had to cart them down the ladder in me hod

Well clearing all those bricks by hand, it seemed so very slow
So I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below
But in my haste to do the job, I was too blind to see
That a barrel full of building bricks is heavier than me

So when I had untied the rope, the barrel fell like lead
And clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead
I took off like a rocket and to my dismay I found
That half way up I met the bloody barrel coming down

Well the barrel broke my shoulder as to the ground it sped
And when I reached the top I banged the pulley with me head
I held on tight, though numb with shock from this almighty blow
And the barrel spilled out half its load fourteen floors below

Now when those building bricks fell from the barrel to the floor
I then outweighed the barrel so I started down once more
I held on tightly to the rope as I flew to the ground
And I landed on those building bricks that were all scattered 'round

Now as I lay there on the deck I thought I'd passed the worst
But when the barrel reached the top, that's when the bottom burst
A shower of bricks came down on me, and I didn't have a hope
And as I was losing conciousness, I let go the bloody rope

The barrel being heavier, it started down once more
And landed right on top of me as I lay there on the floor
It broke three ribs and my left arm, and I can only say
That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at work today

Jedo