Random Factor... Like A Tractor

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Random factor, like a tractor...
by luckless_pedestrian on Sat 28 May 2011, 5:06 pm

Hello. Following its roaring success on the old 606 (winner of six Luckies*) I thought I'd provide a space on 606v2 for you to post any irrelevant little things you fancy sharing.

I'll start: I've always had trouble with the line 'Love grows where my Rosemary goes.' If they'd chosen another name like Anne or Susan there'd be no problem, but rosemary's a herb so it could be 'Love goes where my rosemary grows.'

No PJ. Sheperds Pie man. Cooked by de missus.
And 2 jealous wimmin to clean up de mess.

Perfect scenario.

Hah! Yer too much of a feckin legend for me boss, that's waaaay out of my class.

There's one each, now gwoan wid yers, Oim off te me cot.

But make sure yer clean up afters, OK?

Night PJ. Yer mind soars man. Please have this

I'll clean up.

Oi PJ where's Duncan?

Cannibals don't eat clowns.

Apparently, they taste funny.

And their shoes are too big for the pot.

James Haskell eating a fruit pastille.

He used to play in Paris, by the Bastille

Shania twain- that don't impress me much? Well bugger off and live on your own you sad old spinster...

Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom....doo doo doo dooo dooo dooo dooo

That's the theme from Crossroads.

Breadvan wrote:Shania twain- that don't impress me much? Well bugger off and live on your own you sad old spinster...

Do you you think Elvis would have been such a hit if his name was Leslie?

Leslie Preseli? Sounds like a Welsh hairdresser.

I'll have the Standard Welsh Poodle this time.... thanks Les

A Celtic Conundrum by Scarlet O'Craic

Bruce Willis's mum is called Phyllis.

Just a little syphillis, and a little bit of that...

Don't cry for my gonorrhoea

it started with the clap,
I never thought it would come to that

Where's me washboard?

Pass and move, it's the Liverpool groove...

Isn't Liverpool brilliant, it's full of Scousers and stuff, brilliant!

I lived in Liverpool for four months. In all that time, no one ever told me to 'calm down.'

Yes but I bet somebody nicked something off you.

In my first week someone came into the pub asking if anyone wanted to buy electric toothbrushes.

Not Mach4 razors then? Oh well, takes all sorts.

Crack, it's crack as in cracking a joke. C R A C K.

luckless_pedestrian wrote:In my first week someone came into the pub asking if anyone wanted to buy electric toothbrushes.

Is it because they are all toothless and don't pay their Leccie bills?

It was a toothless-friendly pub.

Spare sets of falsies behind the bar in case of spewy accidents.

The Queen of Sheba wore falsies.

No plastic surgery in them days.

She was the one who bathed in milk with asses, wasn't she?

thought it was Cleopatra, I'll have to asp.

Ah, the old ones are the best!

Elizabeth Taylor once had a lovely asp. But it was ruined by a geezer who went for a Burton.

Whose shoes are blocking the pews?

How high does a fly fly, when a fly flies ever so high?

There are no flies left. Lucky murdered them all. And their babies. In the cruelest possible manner I might add.

Which I think is cool.

It flies onto the sky, peeks over the top, blows a kiss to God and glides back down again.

Cari, Gibbo made me do it. He said he wouldn't be my friend if I didn't.

Why did the fly fly?

Instinct.

and the second nun said, "that's not the bar of soap!"

Nice jubblies now where do you want these blinds?

You won't fit many of those in a biscuit tin..

I have a knob of butter.

Rob Kearney ate my sarnie.

I can't believe its not butter....

I sleep on a bed of lettuce.

And I have an artichoke heart.

Cian Healy, orange peely.

I have a 72 carrot garden