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Hey Fi you're back!
Was a destination reached then?
Or is it back to the drawing board.
Northampton not too far away from us.

splm

clue, did you know that if prince's writing goes all funn y then he is thinking about sex!

will have to make some chcoclate for you now clue , this has gone cold

still her tricia xxx you ok ?

pmslmao Stella you lot
kill me you are so funny
xx

clue is somewhere , sure she will come back soon

Hi Stella, Granny,Mike anybody else hiding? lol

hi tricia xx

prince, what you like !! lol

Subject: Bless Me Father ...


A retired Italian wine maker went to the village church to make
his confession for the first time in many decades
When the priest
slid open the panel in the confessional, the man said,

"Father, during World War II, a beautiful woman knocked on my door and
asked me to hide her from the enemy. I hid her in my attic."
The priest replied, "That was a wonderful thing you did, my son!
You have no need to confess it."

"It's worse than that, Father," he continued. "She quickly started to
repay me with sexual favors."

"People in wartime sometimes act in ways they wouldn't under normal
conditions. If you are truly sorry for your actions, you are
forgiven."

"Thank you, Father. That's a great load off my mind.
May I ask a question?"

"What, my son?"
"Should I tell her the war is over"?

hello lwd hows you diddling

liked that granny

doing it and ti egst vene worse stella

lol

PMSL Stella


Right Grandkids in bed
What have I missed
We meeting WHERE????
Trian Boat Plane or bike needed then?
oops Train

Pmsl Granny

have to stop writing about it then prince lol

Mrs. Donovan was walking down O’Connell Street in Dublin when she met Father Flaherty.

The Father said, ‘Top o’ the mornin’ to ye! Aren’t ye Mrs. Donovan and didn’t I marry ye and yer hoosband 2 years ago?’

She replied, ‘Aye, that ye did, Fadder.’

The Father asked, ‘And be there any wee little ones yet?’

She replied, ‘No, not yet, Fadder.’

The Father said, ‘Well, now, I’m goin’ to Rome next week and I’ll light a candle for ye and yer hoosband.’

She replied, ‘Oh, thank ye , Fadder.’ They then parted ways.

Some years later they met again. The Father asked, ‘Well now, Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?’

She replied, ‘Oh, very well, Fadder!’

The Father asked, ‘And tell me, have ye any been blessed wit wee ones yet?’

She replied, ‘Oh yes, Fadder! T’ree sets o’twins and 4 singles, 10 in all!’

The Father said, ‘That’s wonderful! How is yer loving hoosband doing?’

She replied, ‘E’s gone to Rome to blow out yer stinking candle.’

till he was dead i would think, whata way to go

my spelling always goes funny when i write about sex lol