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@giggles wrote:

It’s a sad day when a mother can’t do what comes naturally for her and her child because of narrow minded twonks.

I actually think that the people who find this offensive are sick since they have obviously sexualised the image and processed it in a sexual way :?

I breast fed both of my children and wouldn’t have allowed anyone to make me feel bad about doing so anywhere. It’s the most beautiful thing on earth.

I don’t think a man can really comment on the bond between a mother and child and it is best we keep out of it. Innuendo or sexual reference is never in the mind of the innocent, only the depraved.

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Don’t rub it in ffs Giggles, I am only just recovering from the last time!

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@giggles wrote:

Positivity breeds positivity 8)

That’s easy for you to say *hick* :twisted:

I can’t remember the last time I shouted out “JESUS CHRIST” so I don’t think he does exist.

forgive me father for I have sinned nsew 8-[

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Oh, you have been down here. :roll:

I prefer short punchy ones myself, but whatever floats your bat as they say :lol:

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Onenationonepeopleonediatribe

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Feeling much better now. Took your advice Mary and just had a fry up. I have also been drinking copious amounts of water and a few extra strong pain killers. I feel right as rain now.

btw Mary, that picture you have there, looks like a scene from the Red Light District of Amsterdam. Come up and see me sometime or are you trying to do a Harry Worth?

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You’re not telling me that Mr Gambaccini has actually gone and got himself married after all these years! I thought he was gay. I still haven’t forgiven him for giving us Kajagoogoo. He always came across as too shy.

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And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I’d sing to them with a guitar
I borrowed from a coffee bar
Well, what you don’t know doesn’t hurt you
My name would be Antonio
And all my bridges I would burn
And when I gave them some they’d know
I’d expect something in return
I’d have to get drunk every night
And talk about virility
With some old grandmother
That might be decked out like a christmas tree
And though pink elephants I’d see
Though I’d be drunk as I could be
Still I would sing my song to me
About the time they called me “Jackie”

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way

And if I joined the social whirl
Became procurer of young girls
Then i would have my own bordellos
My record would be number one
And I’d sell records by the ton
All sung by many other fellows
My name would then be handsome Jack
And I’d sell boats of opium
Whisky that came from Twickenham :twisted:
Authentic queers
And phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And every country ruled by me
I’d still know where I’d want to be
Locked up inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I’d sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me “Jackie”

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way

Now, tell me, wouldn’t it be nice
That if one day in paradise
I’d sing for all the ladies up there
And they would sing along with me
And we be so happy there to be
Cos’ down below is really nowhere
My name would then be Junipher
Then I would know where I was going
And then I would become all knowing
My beard so very long and flowing
If I became deaf, dumb and blind
Because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right
I know that every single night
When my angelic work was through
The angels and the Devil too
Would sing my childhood song to me
About the time they called me “Jackie”

If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way

Jackie – Mort Shuman

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Ah Becky, I knew I could rely on you! Where shall I rest my head?

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@drivel wrote:

@The Observer wrote:

Oh my poor head :(

I love whisky, but it sure has a habit of giving me the most horrendous hangover if I overindulge. :( If anyone has any tips for a quick fix, then please let me know. At present I am only able to sip water and cannot contemplate food. Normally I would have had a hearty breakfast by now and be looking forward to my ’10 o’clock’ I am a creature of habit and this is really upsetting my routine. :(

Simple answer – don’t drink

How anyone can drink that bloody petrol is beyond me anyway

I am never drinking again! However, you are not helping my current situation. I am looking for sympathy and a cure. I did think that the obvious motherly instincts of Becky could offer some solace, but no, she seems to care not one jot. I shall just have to suffer in silence I suppose. :(

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