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damineh poo? kenneh poo? uke:
Very funny Dam's, cheered me up untill at least lunch time, thanks for thatOriginally posted by Damini
The story commences...
As a child at school we found a little patch of ground where the grass didn't grow. So we settled down and dug, until we hit odd colour soil, which we assumed was clay. Every break we'd scuttle out there with cuts of water, and rehydrate this "clay" and make little things as presents, then leave them to dry in the sun. I made a little hedgehog for my mum, and a pen holder for my teacher. Then one day, a curious dinner lady comes over to our factory, and grabs us up in horror.
"My goodness, you children stink! What *are* you playing with??"
She makes us throw down our latest works of art, and we get dragged into the nurses office, doused in TCP and our parents are phoned.
We had discovered not purest clay, but infact the location of the old out door toilet.
Mrs Cooper was never told that her pen holder was made from human faeces.
Story over..... resume normal service...
Originally posted by Damini
Mrs Cooper was never told that her pen holder was made from human faeces.
Originally posted by Summo
Heh heh heh. The place where the grass never grows...
/edit. unable to spell 'where'
Originally posted by whipped
I've just discovered ebay Made my first bid today. I wonder if anyone is up for restarting the car boot challenge. Or was it deemed that no one in their right mind would buy the crap we'd find at car boot sales?