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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
For a good time...
...don’t visit Pudding Towers. Don’t search the Internet for “peicture sex.”
Whaddya mean - don't visit Pudding Towers for a good time? This is precisiely where bloggers will have a good time, here in my turret, looking out over the moonlit plains and hills of Yorkshire, drinking Yorkshire beer, stuffing our faces with crisp Yorkshire puddings and watching old recordings of Hull City victories! What could be better?
Of course! What could I have been thinking? My idea of absolute heaven has always been to be looking out over the moonlit plains and hills of Yorkshire from your turret, drinking Yorkshire beer, stuffing my face with crisp Yorkshire puddings and watching old recordings of Hull City victories. A thousand pardons!
Actually, the closest I've come to Yorkshire is Picadilly Circus.
Bob those are really cute. I had replay it a couple of times. I am a simpleton.
ReplyDeleteYou are right! Happy and sweet, plus hilarious!
ReplyDeleteOh, cute.....I have never seen these deer greetings before! Thanks for the links. I liked the French reindeer!
ReplyDeleteAND, you must have had this in draft, for my list says this was posted "one day ago", when really it should be today....right?
ReplyDeleteWhaddya mean - don't visit Pudding Towers for a good time? This is precisiely where bloggers will have a good time, here in my turret, looking out over the moonlit plains and hills of Yorkshire, drinking Yorkshire beer, stuffing our faces with crisp Yorkshire puddings and watching old recordings of Hull City victories! What could be better?
ReplyDeleteOf course! What could I have been thinking? My idea of absolute heaven has always been to be looking out over the moonlit plains and hills of Yorkshire from your turret, drinking Yorkshire beer, stuffing my face with crisp Yorkshire puddings and watching old recordings of Hull City victories. A thousand pardons!
ReplyDeleteActually, the closest I've come to Yorkshire is Picadilly Circus.