Hmmmm very quiet out there sarge

[Heather]

I am a naughty (but nice) girl Neville. I guess that's why I like it here so much!

Must remember to pack the coin skirt Marty!

[Heather]

Who's pushing in now Marty? Huh, huh!

Don't know about you lot but I'm a night-owl poet. I reckon it's obscene to have poets getting up for breakfast. Should be afternoons or better still, evenings around a camp fire.

[Heather]

I hope she kicks you up the behind for calling her wifey! If not I'll do it for her!

[Dave Smith]

G/Day All are we being a bit naughty today?


I wish I were a Glow-worm,
A Glow-worm’s never glum.
How can you be grumpy?
When the sun shines out your bum.
Anon

TTFN

[Heather]

Revolution is nigh! Dave said a naughty word rhyming with glum!

Marty why on earth would you call someone a pidgeon poop? That's just weird now Marty!

[Dave Smith]

I thought every body had one, a Glow-worm that is.

[Leonie]

Ummhh, don't know what you're all on, but I want some.

[manfredvijars]

I wandered through a field of
vociferous plagarisms of the pesudo
intellectual ponderings of a disenchanted
numerically superior conglomerate of
international fiscal commodities purchasers
because my underwear was in the wash

that should fix them mwah hah hah hah hah

OI!!!!! STOP YOUR BLOODY SWEARING!!!

[warooa]

You've flushed the chief out with your grungy undies, Marty

[Heather]

There are spies everywhere!

Our mightly leader
has expunged
the interlopers!
Hail, mighty leader!


By the way, who knows who won what at Tamworth? Results must have been announced by now.