When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
Saturday, 12 June 2010
Chimp twats owl
There seems to be a little rivalry in the studio :)
haha---He absolutely belted that thing...
ReplyDeleteI came across your sight and noticed that the name of your blog is essentially the opposite of ours---it's like the bizarro world =)
...and for the record, I usually know the difference between 'sight' and 'site' =)
ReplyDeleteHow long ago Andy, mid-1970's; the thought police would censor that now!?
ReplyDeleteHello Ron-Yves, by the look of your writing we're not too opposite. Hope to see you around.
ReplyDeleteI would have guessed a bit earlier Dave. Blue Peter elephant era!
ReplyDeleteDo you think I can borrow that monkey and put him next to those friggin horn blowers at the World cup ?
ReplyDeleteTake it Loon, use it to recruit another few thousand. Then we can turn them lose on the drum-beaters at cricket matches too.
ReplyDeleteMarlin Perkins from Wild Kingdom? I recognize that... pretty funny too... who would think the chimp would be so jealous.
ReplyDeleteThanks Laura! Any chance you can put Dave and myself out of our misery and guesstimate a year?
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