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Posted on 12/29/2004 8:12:04 AM PST by JustAmy
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Yes. Please add me to your list.
And thanks for your help yesterday.
oops. i did that wrong. i meant to FReepmail.
I understand not wanting to leave family ..... most of my family is here. I have an aunt and a couple of cousins in Oregon and an Aunt and Uncle, and cousins of course, in Texas. I have never been very close to the Texas relatives .... they were too far away when I was growing up.
I would like to move out of California but I need to persuade my son and my sister and brothers to move at the same time. Probably also need to get my BIL to move. Don't think that will happen any time soon. :) I have never lived anywhere other than Fresno County.
No problem.
Welcome to Amy's Place!! We enjoy meeting new people.
Good luck.
Welcome to our crazy clan at Amy's Place. Glad to see that we didn't scare you off! hahahaha
Was the poem Victoria posted last night the one you were looking for?
Hope you had a great birthday. If any of those Godiva chocolates are left, HiJinx and I will help you dispose of them. ;-)
Oh no! Good luck at the dentist. I hope it goes well.
Dimpton Drinking Club
Once a month they leave their wives and off they go to St. Ives,
And there they develop some monumental thirst.
Twelve quarts a man is sunk and they claim not one gets drunk,
But they do admit that once they had one burst.
I don't go with them anymore, I said to myself, "What for?
Drink that homemade wine, made by Wally Cox?
I said, "This stuff, it tastes like stew, and it's a funny colour too,
They said, "Ah, that'll be the dye out of Wally's socks."
Once we stopped at a posh hotel
And Sid, he said, "Oh well, I'll just pop in and get an estimate for a gin and tonic."
Ted said, "I'll have a quart," I said, "You'll have half," he said, "Cor, don't make me laugh,
That'll slop about my inside something chronic."
Inside we see Marg Tickle, looking like she's weened on a pickle,
She sneered at Ted and without any warning,
He said, "You're ugly, you old crow," and she said, "You're drunk, I'll have you know,"
He says, "I know, but I'll be sober in the morning."
There's the landlord's daughter Gerta, she's a nice little bit of skirt,
So to show off Ted orders pints of the best.
He said, "And what'll you have, my dear?" she said, "I'll just have a mouthful of beer,"
He said, "Don't be greedy, you'll have a pint, same as the rest."
He said, "I can't buy this stuff," "Uh," he said, "I'll be glad when I've had enough,
And we can all move on to some better place.
She said, "Good riddance 'cause you're too rough, you don't know when you've had enough."
He said, "I do, I'll fall flat on my face."
And they starts to have a row, she said, "You can't even see straight now,"
He said, "I can see straight, you don't have to shout."
He said, "I can see clear as a dye, that cat coming in's only got one eye."
She said, "That cat ain't coming in, he's going out."
Each time he sees the vicar, now he don't hold his strong liquor,
When he seen Ted I thought he was going to get cross.
But he said, "Last Sunday I was filled with elation, to see you in my congregation."
He said, "Thank God, I wondered where I was."
That night we was tight as ticks, the next morning about half past six,
When all was still and no one was about.
Wally's Uncle Sid lifted up the dustbin lid,
And quietly and carefully climbed out.
See, the night before he'd strippef off, cursed, and then dived in head first,
You see, he thought he was on the end of a pier.
And a policewoman passed by and murmurred with sigh,
"What a waste, that one there's good for another year."
Oh dear, Wall had so much to sup, he woke the landlord up,
He phoned him up, he didn't have to shout.
He said, "We don't open until ten, you can't get in till then."
He said, "I don't want to get in, i want to get out."
Charlie, oh Charlie, he got so high, he laid down in the sty,
Next to a pig, and a passing priest was heard to say,
"You can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses."
And the pig got up and slowly walked away.
Well I sit here like old Ghandi, with my little half a shanty,
While they lot goes and drinks up half St. Ives,
'Cause once a month each year, he goes off and they disappear, and he goes off on the beer,
And they leaves behind their darling little wives.
Still you see, some men thirst for knowledge, and that's why they goes to college,
But some needs ale and wine to quench their thirst.
But the thirst I like to quench, requires the cooperation of a wench
And I wonder which of the little wives I should call on first.
--Benny Hill
Hi Jen. Yes, he freepmailed me and told me that it was the same.
Good ol' Benny Hill. LOL!
How are you doing, AC? Did you have a nice Christmas?
Christmas was great this year, too. Got home from midnight Mass at about 1:30 AM on Saturday morning; I spent Saturday and Sunday at my parents' place, and relaxed as much as possible. I'm looking forward to another long weekend ahead, too.
How was Christmas up in your neck of the woods?
Looking forward to New Year's eve?
I'm looking forward to New Years Eve, but more for the time off than anything else. As I get older I've gotten less involved in actually doing anything on New Years Eve -- the month of December is usually so busy for us that I usually just get home and go to bed!
AC! New Year means nothing without the proper celebration, LOL. I'm ready to celebrate.
We're in the midst of our hockey playoffs (we just won again last night!), so I need to rest up for Sunday's game!
Gotta go, I want to finish doing some stuff around here.
Have a great day. See you tomorrow, AC.
I gotta run, too. I'll be here tomorrow evening for a long while, I think. See ya then!
Hi Victoria! I hope Beanz is doing well after today.
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