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Thursday, 6 October 2016

In which it's almost a three penis day...

Today was almost a three penis day, Dear Reader...

Let me explain...

Have you ever noticed, when watching Countdown, how many times a 'Penis' pops up?

Sometimes, even when the appropriate letters don't present themselves, One just shouts 'PENIS' anyway, and being One's day orf, One had a devil-may-care attitude about One and almost did a bit of wee One chortled so much.

The Admiral, on one of his rare visits from the home for retired sea-farers, opined...

'Steady on old girl, next door will hear you yelling! In fact, the blighters in Taunton can very likely hear you.'

One, undeterred, continued in One's paroxyms of glee, when the letters popped up yet again, by this time, snorting in the manner of a truffling pig.

P E N I ......U

Just the two penises today then and not a three penis day at all, but then, the night is but young, Dear Reader, and One has just taken a freshly baked batch of sausage rolls out of the oven...

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