Roll………………

This gate is where exactly if mean ya garden gate then ok otherwise you might want to see gynaecologist :shock:

“Well this is number two, It’s been so long he’s turnin’ blue” “Well this is number two, And he’s takin’ off his shoes.”

“Well this is number three, And she’s got him on his knees” “Well this is number three, He spanked my bum across his knee.”

“Well this is number four, And they’re rollin’ on the floor.”

“Well this is number five, I’m surprised he’s still alive.” “Well this is number five, And he takes a dirty dive.”

“Well this is number six, And I taught him a few new tricks.” “Well this is number six, He threw his friends into the mix (he had to!)”

“Well this is number seven, And I can get myself to heaven!”

“Well this is number eight. Oh Dear GOD! I’m two weeks late! (it’s called child support buddy!)”

“Well this is number nine, And the twins are doin’ fine.”

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@~Pebbles~ wrote:

oh i see pip :) its a bit like my nan used to sing “show me the way to go home, im tired and i wanna go to bed, i had a little drink about an hour ago and its gone right to my head, no matter where i roam over land or sea or foam, you will always here me singing along, show me the way to go home!” :P

Just see this! yeah my nan used too sing all them old songs to me. Blimey truth be known..I still sing em p*ssed :oops:

pip i only have to hear that song and it reminds me of her…the smell of a certain brand of make up powder always does as well cos i used to rumage through her make up bag when i was little :)