Well, it had to be done, didn't it? And since this is both the first and last post, I have won. Thank you all.
there's women to you, Gramps. Can't trust them, ungrateful b*tches!
Thank you Dez for tracking Prize, saves me a lot of trouble!
I''l post on Facebook that I'm visiting Moscow. My real destination I'll keep a secret.
Come Prize, let's go.
You can run, but you can't hide. Heard of microchips?
yes that was cruel of you Dez to put one in Prize
it had to be surgically removed, poor bastard!
thinks *good thing she didn't find the other one!*
I did though ! Tracked him down and saved him from that strange lass ( that water cannon came in handy). Microchips removed, now tucking into fish n chips. If you're going to steal him back at least have the decency to let us finish our supper and hot chocolate. There is two cups of said chocolate complete with a jug of cream and a bag of marshmallows for you girls on the side table if you would just give us time to finish ours. Ta muchly.
When you try to bribe someone with a dairy allergy, you really need to do your research. Unhand that prize, and damn your cocoa! (Bet you never thought you'd hear someone shout that at you, did you?)
more for me, I love hot cocoa and cream. Got any cookies?
Yep, no problem, in the jar to the left there. There's some of my favorite strawberry shortcake and some double choc's, help yourself. Dez has been sidetracked by my carrot and coriander soup so at least we get to finish our meal before she gets stroppy again.
The very smell of coriander makes me want to throw up. It's disgusting. Everything I taste with that foul herb in it tastes like the food has gone off. *shudder*
http://www.gizmodo.com.au/2012/09/genetic-proof-that-you-really-do-hate-coriander/
So the soup didn't interest me, I upended all the bikkies, poured out the hot drinks, and off I trotted with my prize. Oh, I so love being awful!
Honestly woman, I do believe that if someone gave you a thousand pounds you'd complain that it wasn't in dollars, the ink was tested on defenseless grandads (me), the paper has caused hundreds of trees to be cut down and there must be an ulterior motive. Good job me an' prize pushed off before you arrived.
Yers. It's me contrary nature.
Good thing you pushed off with a rolled up towel by mistake. the prize is back in his cage. It's gettin' a bit hard to cope with all this nonsense, so I've padlocked it.
I've posted a photo of your cruelty on FB
and all your friends have shamed you publicly
release Prize or...
And you call yourself a friend? It's okay. I commented and told them the photos were fake and I had no idea what was going on and isn't it awful, yada yada. Now everyone loves me and thinks I'm a victim.
Ah, it's good to be a winner. Today the prize, tomorrow the world! *eyes bulge strangely*
You're planning to invade NewZeeland?
Good for you, it's far away enough to not bother me.
Good grief - most of them live here! No need to invade. They even left the lights on for us.
I don't think it's the NZlanders
it's the hobbits ;-)
Nah - these are huge! Unless they're from the tribe of giant hobbits. But those live in the Netherlands...*uh-oh*
hahahaha
you know what
you are correct!
search for images of Willem Alexander
brrrrrr
He's the King? Looks okay to me, but I know nothing about him. Was it his mother that abdicated for him to take the throne?
yes, it was the only way for him to become KIng
well some royalty keeps going until they are dead
but it's not necessairy
he really looks okay???
tastes differ
He's not my type (although at my age I guess a pulse is the most attractive feature). But of course I don't know what he is like as a person, and that makes a big difference to how I see people. Prince Charles (UK) would never win any beauty competitions.
I think I have always preferred men with dark hair. Blond men just don't appeal, I'm afraid. My one exception is Matt Damon. *sigh*
Indian actor Sharuk Khan is dishy.
he probably wants you to cook him coriander soup!
I'll cook him anything his pretty little heart wants!
But he can't have my prize.
Prize and me are having a nice holiday
far away from pointy sticks and soup