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working on a house i am restoring this morning,wander in a bit bleary eyed at 8am and nearly st my pants-the biggest rat i have ever seen sat on top of a pile of rubble next to the new drains i put in this week-i thought it was a fking cat!it took off down the drain,and i have been working on the ladders all day lol.that is all.
Edited by cabbron on Saturday 5th June 15:12
The outlaws never visit. We're down here on Fraggle Rock, and they're up there in Galicia, with about 16 cows, endless pigs, chickens, dogs, cats, and horses. (And probably a lot of rats!) So they can't leave it.
The MIL came once, and to quote the master of MIL jokes, Les Dawson, "I knew it was her at the front door, becuase the paint started to peel on the inside!"
The outlaws are O.K. actualy. I don't mind big hairy women, shade in the summer, warmth in the winter.
Good luck with the hunting. I'm thinking of purchasing a nice compound crossbow myself actualy. To get rid of these Bloody Morro's that keep trying to break in.
The MIL came once, and to quote the master of MIL jokes, Les Dawson, "I knew it was her at the front door, becuase the paint started to peel on the inside!"
The outlaws are O.K. actualy. I don't mind big hairy women, shade in the summer, warmth in the winter.
Good luck with the hunting. I'm thinking of purchasing a nice compound crossbow myself actualy. To get rid of these Bloody Morro's that keep trying to break in.
mickrick said:
The outlaws never visit. We're down here on Fraggle Rock, and they're up there in Galicia, with about 16 cows, endless pigs, chickens, dogs, cats, and horses. (And probably a lot of rats!) So they can't leave it.
The MIL came once, and to quote the master of MIL jokes, Les Dawson, "I knew it was her at the front door, becuase the paint started to peel on the inside!"
The outlaws are O.K. actualy. I don't mind big hairy women, shade in the summer, warmth in the winter.
Good luck with the hunting. I'm thinking of purchasing a nice compound crossbow myself actualy. To get rid of these Bloody Morro's that keep trying to break in.
i have security by daisy the doberman and gabby the alsation plus a small arsenal of assorted equalisers,didn't stop the local gitanos having a go tho,caught all 3 of the fkers,they were only 15-17 the little sts.one had a slightly mauled arm that woundn't stop bleeding which of course the guardia said i could be sued over and one actually wet his pants-i nearly wet mine laughing!!apparently they got reformatorio as they had a string of thefts(from cars/houses)and when this kid got out some 6 months later he set his mums curtains on fire and burnt out their own pisostraight back in!!never got any reprisals fortunately,thought i might get a visit from the top dog who swings around in his old mb e300d with enough yellow gold round his neck to put b.a baracus to shamelike the sound of a crossbow tbh,nice and quiet,give them a hell of a surprise tho!The MIL came once, and to quote the master of MIL jokes, Les Dawson, "I knew it was her at the front door, becuase the paint started to peel on the inside!"
The outlaws are O.K. actualy. I don't mind big hairy women, shade in the summer, warmth in the winter.
Good luck with the hunting. I'm thinking of purchasing a nice compound crossbow myself actualy. To get rid of these Bloody Morro's that keep trying to break in.
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