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Discussion in 'Personal' started by TabathaWainwright, Jan 25, 2011.
I used to love my Grandmother's old chair.
My gran had her chair stolen....it stinks.
I used to run an origami club at school, but it folded.
Lol@nomad...it had me in creases.
My uncle used to work in a plug factory.
But he stopped.
My great aunt used to blow glass. There were many explosions.
She bottled it.
I used to have constipation.
But it passed.
When the tartan weavers went out of business, it really put me off kilter.
I'm a very hungry Belgian...I'm Flemished.
A woman asked the barman for a double entendre...So he gave her one!
I should never have stopped bee-keeping.
It was such a buzz.
He used to be a sheep shearer.
Until he got fleeced.
My osteopath is rubbish, he got the cold shoulder.
My Dad slipped at the Bakery.
He was on a roll.
Our dustman was late, we dumped him.
I left teaching to become a baker.
I used my loaf.
I was once was part of a kangaroo court.
It was jumping.
When we were students we didn't work.
We took it for granted.
I used to be a teacher.
Soon learned my lesson and left.