General Chat

almost bought a tear to me eye that did

oy your cheeky..here I am setting you up in a lovely place..feeding ya and givin ya a pet......and what are you doing.....gagging me tut

Oh an babe....before I forget....I know how much you love ya dogs so I got one for you....hes called Gomez...not a lot of him but he makes his presence felt


Oh, I used to have a doggie and I called him little Gomez
Because he was a Mexican Chihuahua
Though there wasn’t much to him what there was all cojones
In fact he was a randy little fella big dogs, small dogs were all the same to him
The canine equivalent of Errol Flynn
At the drop of a sombrero he’d jump up and get stuck in
Taking Gomez out for walkies was embarassin’

I remember one day in the park his tally rose by four
An enviable score he was amassing, two very patient poodles and an Irish Labrador
And a wombat who just happened to be passing
I tried every way to curb his carnal appetite
I kept him on a leash by day, I locked him up at night
I even put some bromide in his chunky meaty bites
But the only thing that might have worked was Kryptonite

Then came the fateful day when he tried to consummate
A liaison with a Saint Bernard from Dublin
And although he was quite clearly fighting well above his weight
He didn’t let that minor detail stop him
He nearly pulled it off, oh, what an acrobat!
But the bitch got bored and down she sat
Well, they say that after making love you sometimes feel quite flat
I’m sure that little Gomez would agree with that

I buried Gomez in the park, his happy hunting ground a sad but fitting finale
Though I had to make a grave that was very flat and round
‘Cause he looked like squashed tamale
But oh, how I missed my wee Chihuahua chum
I went down to the pet shop to find another one
I went there feeling happy, but I left there feeling glum
Because the man behind the counter loved corny puns

And he said “Yes, we have no Chihuahuas we have no Chihuahuas today
We have Alstations, Dalmatians, fruits of all flirtations,
An alpine Pekinese in a toupee
But yes, we have no Chihuahuas we have no Chihuahuas today”

thought of you with this babes,,,ye gag ya..LOL

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don't say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you'll catch me when ever I fall
You say it best..when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd (the crowd)
Try as they may they can never define
What's been said between your heart and mine

CHORUS X 2

(You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..)

The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know that you need me..

CHORUS

(You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..)

The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know that you need me..

(You say it best when you say nothing at all
You say it best when you say nothing at all..)

owww soundin good to me babes

How does that sound hun........an when you are settled we can have a good old fashioned Aussie bbq




When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land
Round countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands
of glum Australians watching as the lunch goes up in flames
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell, that it's barby time again

Chorus: When the steaks are burning fiercely, and the smoke gets in your eyes
When the sausages taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a national institution, it's the Aussie thing to do
So come on mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbeque

The Scotsmen love their haggis, the French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks go kakis over their mousakis, and the Chinese love hot dogs
The Welshmen love to have a leek, the Irish love thier stew
But you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbeque

Chorus

There's flies stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock hard
The kids are fighting and the mossies are biting, who forgot the Aeroguard?
There's bull ants in the eskie, and the beer is running out
And what you saw in Mom's cole slaw, you just don't think about

Chorus

And when the barby's over and your homeward way you wend
With a queezy tummy on the family dunny, many lonely hours you'll spend
You might find yourself reflecting, like many often do
Come rain or shine that's the bloody last time that you'll have a barbeque!

Chorus

you got ya cowboy boots on babes an ya hat..lol

Never mind stuck in a lift.....found the perfect place for ya......



I've been around the world a couple of times or maybe more
I've seen the sights I've had delights, on every foreign shore
But when me mates all ask me the place that I adore
I tell them right away

Give me a home amongst the gum trees
with lots of plum trees, a sheep or two, a kangaroo
A clothes line out the back, verandah out the front,
and a old rocking chair.

You can see me in the kitchen cooking up a roast
or Vegemite on toast, just you and me, a cup of tea,
And later on we'll settle down and mull up on the porch,
and watch the possums play.

Give me a home among the gum trees
with lots of plum trees, a sheep or two, a kangaroo,
a clothes line out the back, verandah out the front
and an old rocking chair.

There's a Safeway up the corner,and a Woolies up the street
a brand new place they've opened up where they regulate the heat
but I'd trade them all tomorrow for a simple bush retreat,
where the kookaburras call.

Give me a home among the gum trees
with lots of plum trees, a sheep or two, a kangaroo
a clothes line out the back, verandah out the front
and an old rocking chair

Some people like their houses with fences all around
others live in mansions, and some beneath the ground
But me, I like the bush, you know with rabbits running round,
and a pumpkin vine out the back

Give me a home among the gum trees,
with lots of plum trees, a sheep or two, a kangaroo
a clothes line out the back, verandah out the front
and an old rocking chair(Rpt chorus)

sorry babes got stuck in a lift..LOl

the flies might be a problem in a bin though

have wheelie bins here ya know....or maybe a tent

But then again..maybe not......might be better to pack up and head for the sun

If you pull your finger out you could be there in time for the meet

well I dont know....could go to Liverpool I guess

owww i am sooo not sure where else could i move???

on second thoughts Im the one talking to myself..is it ready for me lmao

Just had a thought....do you think the lake district is ready for ya????

Hey we need at least one big room......gotta have space to do the time warp....you know your right......a wheelie bin just wont cut it will it

me wheelie bin is sooo not big enough!!!