General Chat

think they call it duck disease babe

ya reckon.....was thinkin 4 bedrooms do ya think we'll need more wat wiv you comein to join us???

well might be an idea......can never have enough rooms ...I mean we need a beer room ...an a cider room....an a vino room......an a voddie room.........an a .....an a ....

Ohhhh oops ya said bedrooms....silly me well we need one for you....an one for me .....an one for Peggy...and one for...well one for guests

wat about the errrrr thing room ya know the singin room ...lol

Flippin Norah forgot about that hun.....gonna need a big house

me wheelie bin is sooo not big enough!!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the flies might be a problem in a bin though

sorry babes got stuck in a lift..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)

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

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