I knew I could rely on Terry
There's a 'more' button for the other emojis WiredIncorrectly, but Terry has his own personal stash that run into probably thousands!
I knew I could rely on Terry
There's a 'more' button for the other emojis WiredIncorrectly, but Terry has his own personal stash that run into probably thousands!
What about your gallon of KY jelly, Terry?😂
Ok here's mine. A Bose wave radio. A lamp of course. A couple of books including the Bible. Then all that stuff is absolutely covered with various knick knacks that my two little granddaughters give me every time I leave their house. For some reason they feel the need to present me with a parting gift after a visit. So it's stuff like the arm of a doll, a pen cap, a rock, a shoelace, drawings... just random stuff hastily given on my way out the door. There's so much of it that the table isn't big enough to contain it all so some of it winds up on the floor invariably. Gotta get me some kind of a box or a bigger night stand.
Last edited by Noivous; 07-01-20 at 12:15.
Mines boring.
Lamp
Book
Pair of glasses...otherwise can't see book
A bottle of hair oil
oh and a light layer of dust
It’s a cruel beast that you feed…..
Ghost…Spillways
LOL! Safety cones! That's probably a good idea, Wired. After all that stuff is very slippery. got to have safety first in Terry's Love shack. 😁
lmao right now there is:
bottle of autograph Intense from M&S (it's great value but the BEST aftershave I've ever smelt)
Suede shoe brush
aspirin 300mg tabs
USB memory stick
a glass of vodka/coke
flutiform inhaler
Lol I don't really have a bedside table....I prefer something bigger for all my crap..... ... I have a bedside desk...
Emmz xx
nolite te basstardes carborundorum
All this talk of bedside tables reminded me of a true story...
Many years ago, I thought it would be a good idea to have a handy pack of condoms on my bedside table - for those y'know...unexpected emergencies.
Well, the "emergency" didn't come - and nor did I. So after months of gathering dust, one day I flushed the buggers down the bog in anger. I thought that was the end of the matter until I went for a slash later. To my utter horror, the pack was floating in the bowl, large as life, bold as you like, gawping at me! So I flushed the bog again and went about my usual biz...
Later that evening, a female cousin came round. After using the toilet, she asked me why I'd flushed a pack of Durex down the bog! I ran upstairs like a lunatic and, yep, there it was, bobbing up and down like a lucky turd! This time I wasn't taking any chances and I used the bog brush to force the swines round the u-bend to their ultimate doom! Pffft.
It must have seen me coming
KK
Never Surrender, Comrade
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