Take my Mother-in-law...
There's a reason there are so many bad jokes about mothers-in-law. You don't choose them, they just come along as emotional baggage with your object of affection. I'm lucky, my m-i-l is lovely*, but don't let that put you off telling us how mad your in-laws really are.
*No, really
( , Thu 8 Sep 2005, 9:48)
There's a reason there are so many bad jokes about mothers-in-law. You don't choose them, they just come along as emotional baggage with your object of affection. I'm lucky, my m-i-l is lovely*, but don't let that put you off telling us how mad your in-laws really are.
*No, really
( , Thu 8 Sep 2005, 9:48)
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She Had Flailing Legs
She had flailing legs that whirred round like a Katherine wheel and arms that dangled below her knee's. She travelled everywhere on foot at speeds of up to 70mph, in keeping with the motorway speed limits.
Her withering arm lunged toward me as she vomited pure hate from her wobbling neck, buckling under the pressure of her weighty head and stooped hunchback.
But that was The Queen Mother for you. Ever the joker.
( , Tue 13 Sep 2005, 9:16, Reply)
She had flailing legs that whirred round like a Katherine wheel and arms that dangled below her knee's. She travelled everywhere on foot at speeds of up to 70mph, in keeping with the motorway speed limits.
Her withering arm lunged toward me as she vomited pure hate from her wobbling neck, buckling under the pressure of her weighty head and stooped hunchback.
But that was The Queen Mother for you. Ever the joker.
( , Tue 13 Sep 2005, 9:16, Reply)
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