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Ultramundane
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Ultramundane
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Specialist headwear for our Terry.
Sorry. I couldn't restrain myself.
(Sat 24th May 2003, 1:54, More)
Sorry. I couldn't restrain myself.
(Sat 24th May 2003, 1:54, More)
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» Dad Jokes
Dadisms.
Dad: [mumbling] Tickle my arse with a feather.
Victim of Dad Joke: [confused] What?
Dad: I said, 'particularly nasty weather.'
Edit: My dad repeated this so often that I didn't realise it was a joke, I thought it was normal to randomly come out with non sequiturs like that. As many children do, I tried to follow my father's good example...
Me: [at junior school, loud and clear] Tickle my arse with a feather.
Teacher: What was that?!?
Me: I said, bad weather we're having lately.
A letter was sent to my parents.
Dad: "It's crackers to slip a rozza the dropsy in snide."
VoDJ: [confused] What?
No explanation was ever made for this paternal outburst.
Soon-to-be VoDJ: D'you know what?
Dad: Yes, he invented the steam engine.
Dad: [mumbling through beard/coffee/toast] Murmble urmurmble
STBVODJ: What?
Dad: Don't say 'what', say 'pardon.'
STBVODJ: OK. Pardon?
Dad: Granted.
(Thu 11th Dec 2003, 21:59, More)
Dadisms.
Dad: [mumbling] Tickle my arse with a feather.
Victim of Dad Joke: [confused] What?
Dad: I said, 'particularly nasty weather.'
Edit: My dad repeated this so often that I didn't realise it was a joke, I thought it was normal to randomly come out with non sequiturs like that. As many children do, I tried to follow my father's good example...
Me: [at junior school, loud and clear] Tickle my arse with a feather.
Teacher: What was that?!?
Me: I said, bad weather we're having lately.
A letter was sent to my parents.
Dad: "It's crackers to slip a rozza the dropsy in snide."
VoDJ: [confused] What?
No explanation was ever made for this paternal outburst.
Soon-to-be VoDJ: D'you know what?
Dad: Yes, he invented the steam engine.
Dad: [mumbling through beard/coffee/toast] Murmble urmurmble
STBVODJ: What?
Dad: Don't say 'what', say 'pardon.'
STBVODJ: OK. Pardon?
Dad: Granted.
(Thu 11th Dec 2003, 21:59, More)