Beau Peep Notice Board
Beau Peep Notice Board => Outpourings => Topic started by: The Peepmaster on December 22, 2008, 03:35:33 AM
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Please don't write to me, or send any cards, because the postmen don't deliver here.
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Please don't write to me, or send any cards, because the postmen don't deliver here.
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It's not ME talking. I was pretending to be Mrs Johnson, who lives on the moon. The Royal Mail, (or Centrica, or whatever they're called now), don't deliver there. I've checked. I'm NOT a loony.
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Please don't write to me, or send any cards, because the postmen don't deliver here.
Now you tell me!
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You ARE a loony!
After your comments re the tramps strip on the other site I think you've been bitten by some Philippine insect which has laid its eggs in your brain and the little hatchlings are jiggling around in the grey matter right now.
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I mean that in a caring way.
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I got bitten by what felt like a million ants while standing at a bar on a beach on the island of Boracay. Gawd, that was painful. I ran off towards the water's edge at world record speed as the girl behind the bar looked on in astonishment.
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I'm not surprised - I too am pretty astonished that you can run at anything more than a gentle trot.