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Post by Miculo on Dec 25, 2015 10:24:29 GMT
Not to put organic stuff down the sink in the van, if at all possible, because it'll decompose and make the tank and the grey water stink even more than it normally does.
Just came in from having been at the bin to see her pouring the contents of the bag the turkey had defrosted in down the fecking sink.
Me, "That's a bad idea Dear."
Her, "Why, what's wrong with it?"
Me, "I refer the Honourable Lady to the answer I gave a million fecking times over the last number of years."
Her, "I'm cooking the Christmas dinner."
Me, "And?"
Her, "Fuck Off."
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Post by tugboat on Dec 25, 2015 10:50:02 GMT
Ooh, that Alan likes to live life on the edge. He's lucky not to be wearing the turkey.
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Post by GB584 on Dec 25, 2015 11:09:38 GMT
Fuck Off is always a argument winner when delivered by the chef!
When we were first married I noticed Mrs GB wandering through the lounge with the remains of the Sunday roast chicken. When she reemerged the plate was empty. Me-"What have you done with the chicken carcass?" Her-"Thrown it away" Me-"Where?" Her-"I flushed it down the toilet". Me---------------------------------speachless
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Post by prof20 on Dec 25, 2015 11:19:33 GMT
Ooh, that Alan likes to live life on the edge. He's lucky not to be wearing the turkey.
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Post by Miculo on Dec 25, 2015 11:28:47 GMT
Fecking brilliant eh.
I think I've posted this before but it's quite a good one too.
We had boats for years. Sea toilets of course. Any time a visitor came with us I gave the speech about if it hasn't been eaten of isn't bog roll it doesn't go down the toilet. My mate and his girlfriend came on a trip with us and on day 1 a short while after I'd given my speech she attempted to flush a feminine item. Needless to say the attempt didn't really work. Also needless to say she didn't tell anyone. In fact the problem wasn't discovered till someone else went for shit and couldn't get it to flush. WE quickly concluded that the bog was blocked and speculated as to how that might have happened. The young lady remained silent on the matter, no doubt hoping that it would dissolve or otherwise magically disappear before it was discovered.
I beached the front (or pointy bit) of the boat, rather than take it to a marina and pay for a lift and waist deep in water I hoked and poked the offending article out (which quite amazingly I thought was stuck in the outlet) pretty much in one piece. The young lady explained that she didn't think they'd count. Some of you will recognise this woman if I tell you that she is now Mrs FW.
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Post by tugboat on Dec 25, 2015 11:59:21 GMT
Ah, the good old FWs. They never fail you, do they?
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Post by Barry B'stard on Dec 25, 2015 14:59:57 GMT
Brought tears to my eyes this one. Mrs D once put hot fat down our van sink. Next day its fubared. Nothing would shift it. Entire system had to be removed and plumbers rods stuck down all the pipes to clear it. Your right though. "Fuck Off" means its game over really and the argument is won apparently.
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Post by cookie on Dec 29, 2015 20:40:50 GMT
wimmin know no bad language until men bugger up or start to win a disagreement then its like they've spent 20 years down pit or on a building site
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