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posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 10:59 AM
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Re: Re: Re: Kabu
yep they are nesting....


ask y' Mother for sixpence, to see the big parade....
posted by
Kabu
on September 11, 2013 at 10:05 AM
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Re: Re: Kabu
always happy to oblige.....are these things nesting in your post!!
They have nothing to do with me!!
posted by
Kabu
on September 11, 2013 at 10:04 AM
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The sausage made me shiver, adnohr, but then I have an squeamish nature. My old Grampy used to boil tripe for his dogs, I hated the smell and used to run past the outhouse when it was cooking. I am sure raw meat is the best thing for your doggies, I suppose your old mates can knock the occasional deer over for you. Yes My other brother is a bit like your ex. he once gave Arthur a cockeral's head in his Christmas stocking and a big bone to my Sister on her Birthday. 
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 8:04 AM
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Re: swordfidgetyfingers
Madam I might be a High Priest. If I am I will pray for you. If not I will commiserate with you what ever that means.I have had a religious experience, but it was not all that one wants it to be.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:56 AM
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Re: Ciel.
Oh yes Ciel you would want to egg the pudding, anyway he has given me his old one and I think it is as nice as the new one, but I shall not tell him. That makes sixteen that I have, but nothing like the record of my neighbours husband who had 45 jumpers.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:45 AM
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Re: Kabu
Little Chumpet is delighted hope it includes knickers he wants to make a butterfly net, to catch a little one like the one he watches on the computer. 



posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:41 AM
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Re: Jay
A case of having to in those days Jay.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:37 AM
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Ha! Arthur remind me of my ex, who would give his older sweaters, received from his employer, the Post Office, in the first place, to my son for birthday. Proabably why the ex has lots of money now.
I feed my animals mostly raw meat - it's cheaper than the processed dog food, and better for them. Was the poetress impressed with the metaphors, you think?
posted by
adnohr
on September 11, 2013 at 7:36 AM
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Re: Bill
Cunning Codgers Tribe, I am afraid Bill, but one has to know the right handshake.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:36 AM
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Re: Pat
Was this in USA Pat? I would have thought you would have had ample supplies of everything. I know once the inspector called on my old friend. his mother was cooking pig potatoes IE. Very little ones and scabby. The inspector had heard that they had been cooking eating potatoes and that was unlawful for pigs. 
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:33 AM
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Re: Annicita
We had girls working on the farms A. (The Land Army ) I think one or two are still kicking around.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:21 AM
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Re: CCT...sounds like my FIL when he was working..
Yes that Spam was pretty gruesome Rumour, I wonder if it included the pig's grunt. Well you being an expert on amorous piggies.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:19 AM
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Re: Wiley
Well he must have had a long neck, just try it Bro.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:17 AM
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Re: FS
Now I can't think why FS.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 11, 2013 at 7:15 AM
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That is nice that Arthur is going to give you one of his old jackets...The ending of the poem put a smile on my face.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 10, 2013 at 6:11 PM
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ChiffChaff
I had a friend eat dog food once. He started to lick his privates he was so full and happy, fell off the couch and broke his neck Bro.
posted by
WileyJohn
on September 10, 2013 at 5:33 PM
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CCT...sounds like my FIL when he was working..
One morning he was making his own lunch and was doling out cat food off a plate out of the fridge (there was a plate full of Spam next to it)...when he found out that evening, he remarked how good the cat food was compared to the Spam..
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posted by
Rumor
on September 10, 2013 at 3:23 PM
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CCT
fCat food eaters can take off their belts and chew on them sir. Is this what’s meant by cat people? Could CCT initials have something to do with cats? Lol sir.
BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on September 10, 2013 at 3:16 PM
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my mom grew up right after the depression and right into WWII on a farm...so everything was tight and little was wasted
posted by
Annicita
on September 10, 2013 at 2:58 PM
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Mother baked and flour was cheap then
in the war years when meat was rationed
and sugar was saved for canning season,
when the shoes wore out or were outgrown
before next ration coupons came along.
posted by
Pat_B
on September 10, 2013 at 12:14 PM
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My father was like that. Waste not want not he always said.
posted by
UtahJay
on September 10, 2013 at 12:10 PM
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i have a nice little woolen dress and some nice pink slacks I have put into the post for you. They should help with the cold weather coming!! 
posted by
Kabu
on September 10, 2013 at 11:21 AM
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I'd rather find a jacket with 100 pounds in the pocket.
posted by
Ciel
on September 10, 2013 at 11:02 AM
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you're fun and kinda silly... says, "jelly"fingers

posted by
Carolyn_Moe
on September 10, 2013 at 10:38 AM
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you
posted by
Carolyn_Moe
on September 10, 2013 at 10:37 AM
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