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Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see a fine lady upon a white horse;
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
And she shall have music wherever she goes.
Need an ersatz ping-pong ball?
Squeeze the ball out of a used roll-on deodorant and wash it,
and Robert's your father's brother.
bath chap and bath trap
There's a dog clutch in my microwave.
Some of my stories are funny, in both senses of the word, both funny ha ha and funny peculiar. But not many funny stories, which literally means jokes. Or perhaps all of my stories are one big joke. You choose.
I went to see who I was and I didn't.
Does your tinnitus sound like The Skye Boat Song or Men of Harlech?
it's going wrong
he doesn't want me
he doesn't need me
I need him
I want him
it's going wrong
dog clutch and pawl
Humour is like a dead dog on the path.
It may make you laugh or shock you.
But very few people will cut it open
to find out what's inside.
I'm a little teapot
Short and stout
Tip me over
and pour me out!
Is it durdle-durdle-doop or durdle doop doop doop?
“So, you've got a passport already, JimMEH?”
“Yeah, I needed it for the Ballermann trips.”
“Yer fly to Malle, go to Aldi's, buy a bucket,
some long drinking straws, and bottles of
red plonk and fruit juice; and you're away.”
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
A woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
Your hands are shaking.
It's the DEE-TEEs.
I made a big jar of pickled onions today; it'll be ready in one month.
It was a 1950s story of a family flying across the English Channel for a French holiday with a Morris Minor named AMY.
We flew from Lydd to Beauvais in a Dakota for a Easter weekend in Paris and stayed in the Rue de Moscou.
Jamaica? No, I gave her arsenic.
My breakfast today was Big Tone's omelette
I like green olives, I like black olives,
but why use olive-green coloured paint or plastic?
Just dismal, ugly and horrible – uninviting.
Olives stuffed with anchovies are pretty awful too.
Mr Micawber's famous, and oft-quoted, recipe for happiness:
Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen [pounds] nineteen [shillings] and six [pence], result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pounds ought and six, result misery.
Charles Dickens, David Copperfield
Lsd: old money system using pounds, shillings, and pence (pence being the plural of penny). Under this system, there were 12 pence in a shilling and 20 shillings, or 240 pence, in a pound. See £sd and farthing.
He's the accelerant on a flame that was already there.
Little dogs are yappy
and some of them
are just like the stuff
you pull out of
the plughole in the shower.
That gets heated
and then I eat it.
As I look back in my life
does not mean reading my old bank statements.
If your botty-hole itches use some white zinc crème on it.
You're not human.
I never said I was.
An old newspaper advert:
Keep Your Mimsy Clean
A daily wash with new Lux kebab soap (for women)
will freshen up your flaps
and stop it stinking like an old kipper.
chocky-coffee: 1 teaspoon powered coffee, 2 sweeteners or 1 teaspoon sugar, 1½ teaspoon (cooking) cocoa in a mug, add hot water (after it has stopped boiling) and milk/cream to taste. Stir vigorously.
It's about as useless as a bridge made of peeled bananas.
Grovel in the hovel.
It's hard to hide a birthday surprise
when it's a new flower bed.
Sudan actually has almost twice as many pyramids as Egypt.
The skeleton had no hyoid.
There aren't any zebras, the biggest size is N (39 cm difference between bust and underbust circumference).
Es ist November, ich bin am Ende des Monats eingeladen, ein Adventsessen, Gänsebraten. Was soll ich mitbringen, ich hatte und habe keine Ahnung, soll ich jedem eine Geschichte, eine Erzählung schreiben? Weiter lesen...
I don't need a name for you. I know who you are. You are the you who goes to sleep with your arm inside my rib cage clutching my heart. How could I not know who you are.
The Guardian on Brexit: if Britain were truly to walk out with no accord at all, planes would be grounded, and customs paperwork would increase fivefold – instantly leading to endless queues and gridlocked roads at the ports, and fresh produce rotting on the Dover dockside. Prices would rocket, supply chains would collapse, and everyone would be worse off. It's worth studying the detail: it's all bad. Jonathan Freedland on Brexit
EU on Brexit: our main finding is that the available studies largely agree that Brexit will inflict losses on both sides. All studies agree that the losses will be considerably larger for the UK than for the EU27. Only in very pessimistic scenarios would the losses for the EU27 reach a significant size. An Assessment of the Economic Impact of Brexit on the EU27
I got a set of calibrated anal dilators for my birthday.
Wikipedia – In music or music theory an eleventh is the note eleven scale degrees from the root of a chord and also the interval between the root and the eleventh. The interval can be also described as a compound fourth, spanning an octave plus a fourth. Since there are only seven degrees in a diatonic scale the eleventh degree is the same as the subdominant. The eleventh is considered highly dissonant with the third.A perfect eleventh is an eleventh which spans exactly 17 semitones. It can be also described as a compound perfect fourth, spanning an octave plus a perfect fourth.
He licked all thirteen of his fingers.
He knew what he wanted.
How do you know in a bag of jelly babies who is illegitimate?
Hold the bag upside-down and all the bastards fall out.
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I used to sit in the hall window and
watch the buses on the London Road.
The red buses went to Reading,
but the green buses went to Aldershot.
Lying on the beach is as interesting as lying in a flowerbed at home.
They lived at Camwood Lodge.
They looked like 4-year-olds, but were 4 metres tall. They walked around the town knocking everybody down. One pissed on a policeman and drowned him. They walked on further.
If your parents had no children, there's a good chance that you won't either.
About three hours later the front door opened with a crash, the clothes stand went flying, the bookcase that Henni had made with bricks and planks was reduced to rubble and with a big WHUMP Betty landed on the floor. She could see light from under a door, she crawled into the room and looked sheepishly at Henni and Chris.
“Wonderful entrance you've just made, Betty, you look like what the cat just brought in.” Continue reading...
He stood there with a replacement large intestine and anus draped over his arm.
What does a windbreak not do?
No trains at Evercreech Junction.
Elizabeth was sort of soft, but also quite lumpy, as if she had eaten many cans of corned beef, but without opening the cans... Continue reading...
1 January 1970 – The age of majority for most legal purposes was reduced from 21 to 18 under terms of the Family Law Reform Act 1969.
She was the only one to win against the punch bag, she had smashed it across the room against the wall and had ruined it. No one had done that... Continue reading...
I'm outside, the wind is coming into my face. It's not burning right, what shall I do, what shall I do? The wind comes from all sides, the music is too loud, what shall I do?
Getting married this spring?
Then, don't forget on your wedding gift list
TWO milk jugs
cus they're the first to break.
She didn't want candles, cuz they could set light to her hair.
She's a very naughty girl. She's into disappearing and reappearing. She especially likes hitting the Vicar, but she does not like being shouted at or being hit with a cane, she just wants to disappear and be somewhere... Continue reading...
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(in reverse Polish notation):
Gun! Foot! Shoot! Foot! Shoot!
One of the policemen was wearing a cherry tree tied to his back. It was in flower – pretty pink blossoms. Every time he moved about it rained pink petals on his head and shoulders.
Chop your own wood – it will warm you twice.
It was the third day of the honeymoon and Betty was teaching the two of them the plumber's doorstop. It is not a very enjoyable position, you need to be very fit, but it's good for making babies. Betty was happy, the two were making progress.
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Do you wash potatoes in your washing machine?
I squeezed it and out came all this pus.
Battered babies may be served with chips.
Put food in your mouth from time to time.
Could do, but won't.
Mal passant, no dogs.
It was Colonel Mustard in the library with a can of peaches.
If you don't know the difference between viscous and vicious you may come to a sticky end.
The greenies have taken over the island, there are not many humans left. Jim Power has been sent to contact a group of survivors, if he can find any. He has a companion, a satellite telephone, some lead-barium pellets, a gun and something very... Continue reading...
Who the hell are you?
I'm the Ghost of Christmas Present.
But it's August.
I have come to warn you...
that there will be no Christmas in August.
How did you know that?
spandrels and architraves
Robert is your father's brother.
A toddler in a 70-year-old body is an ugly thing.
Does your best friend know that you read StoryKettle.com ?
You'll have to tell her, you know.
Did you see Xmas biscuits in Lidl at the start of September?
I saw a left-over chocolate Father Xmas next to the Easter eggs in Aldi last January.
Your vacuum cleaner sucks.
Daffodils are honest.
Tulips are insincere.
Dahlias are lurid.
Who regularly incites political violence and is a serial liar, rampant xenophobe, racist, misogynist and birther who has repeatedly pledged to ban all Muslims – 1.6 billion members of an entire religion – from entering the U.S.
Perhaps I had eaten a policeman on the way home.
It's better than a kick in the head with a pointed stick.
You would think that this would drive any normal person crazy, but he was not normal and had always been crazy.
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