Unfortunately, it's a dressing gown.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 22:55, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

It's a very pretty dress actually
a floorlength black ballgown that I have never worn.
(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:04, Reply)

Why have you never worn it?

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:09, Reply)

I've never had occasion to
and it was always either too small or too big.
(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:11, Reply)

So not one of your best purchases then?

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:14, Reply)

I'll get round to it one day
I'm not getting rid of it, it's beautiful.
(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:17, Reply)

So are most stately homes.
But I've never been minded to shell out for membership to the National Trust.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:22, Reply)

Haha it won't be too big
maybe too small but that's another kettle of fish to cry over
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:33, Reply)

Just imagine how upset you'd be if, whilst crying over a kettle of fish, you spilt some milk as well.

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:36, Reply)

Jeff, Jeff, it's a wimmin's thing.
Buy something pretty, then leave it hanging in the wardrobe as you can't find an excuse to wear it.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:12, Reply)

They are ALL mental DG. Mental. All of them.

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:15, Reply)

Oh shush yer face.

(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:17, Reply)

Hit him on the cock 'til his knackers swing, berk.

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:18, Reply)

*Tears in eyes**
*All 3 of them.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:21, Reply)

I wouldn't be so mean
after all, the mere threat of the tickling finger generally suffices...
(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:23, Reply)

Eek!
*Runs and hids behind the sofa*
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:26, Reply)

Hehehe.

(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:30, Reply)

Just realised the mistake I made.
I shouldn't have told you where I was hiding.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:32, Reply)

You are a prostate doctor
aicmfp.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:28, Reply)

I do know how to find the prostate as it happens
biomedicalsciencedegreelols.
(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:29, Reply)

*sits down just a bit more firmly*

( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:30, Reply)

*keeps back to the wall*

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:31, Reply)

Why, is Darth in?

( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:34, Reply)

The boy stood on the burning deck
his back was to the mast
He would not move a single step
till Oscar Wilde had passed.
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:35, Reply)

*snigger*

(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:39, Reply)

I'm sure you knew worse in your rugby playing days!

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:41, Reply)

The boy stood on the burning bridge
his face was all a-quiver;
he gave a cough and his leg fell off
and floated down the river.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:48, Reply)

Haha, my dad used to sing that when he was pissed.

(berk, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:49, Reply)

There once was a man from Madrass
Who's balls were made of brass
When he banged them together
They played stormy weather
And lightning shot out of his ass
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 23:53, Reply)