Rugby gag

[Snoopy]

He is beginning to seem more attractive by the second. However, I fear brunettes with a modicum of intelligence and their very own tat mountain are probably not his thing.

Ah that's your problem ~ you would need to handle his "thing".





You will note the lady with him in my pic is his wife. Brunette? ~ Check ... Intelligence? ~ Well she sure isn't there without having thought it out is she?

[Marley's Ghost (Imbiber of Spirits)]

Think Mr Wench is five foot six/seven. 

At least I don't get a crick in my neck anymore.

Ah ~ He'll be Welsh then.

Funny when I was 6' the first Mrs S was 5'
Now having shrunk the second Mrs S is just about the same height as me.
Still ~ all the same size under the duvet ~ or so they say.

Well, that just isn't so is it. Unless the lady in question has a terribly long torso.

Bernie who?

Quite so Wenchy, quite so.

As the old saying goes:

When you're nose to nose, your toes are in.

When you're toes to toes, your nose is in.

And, when you're in, there's no-one to talk to!

[Bar Wench]

He is beginning to seem more attractive by the second. However, I fear brunettes with a modicum of intelligence and their very own tat mountain are probably not his thing.

Ah that's your problem ~ you would need to handle his "thing".





You will note the lady with him in my pic is his wife. Brunette? ~ Check ... Intelligence? ~ Well she sure isn't there without having thought it out is she?

Many moons ago when I was but a young slip of a thing living in Spain I considered going down that route. The elderly yet loaded man that would allow me to live a life of unfettered luxury. The playground of millionaries that was Puerto Banus offered many of them. However, it was indeed the idea of handling their "thing" that put me off. At times I wonder if I was a tad hasty in my decision.