###now thats what i call subtle......like a lot on this site now fit for the knackers yard .......but still willing old horses lol
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On the subject of meat names, anyone remember the 'Meat Boats' in Hong Kong where-in the meat was called, Rosie, Susie, Valerie etc etc they could all climb a jacobs ladder or mooring rope hung over the stern whilst at anchor quicker than a barrel full of monkies. Saved a lot of guys going ashore, but not for me, never fancied being last in the queque. The Mamasan always waited for the Gangway to come down but she soon discovered where her girls were.
never batted on a sticky wicket .......only found out later i had
Geoff, re #9, Tough as old boots I should think.:)
This also applies to Ivan's post #12 too!!!!.......:)
One day, a wife goes up to her husband and asks for twenty pound to buy meat.
"Are you crazy?" says the husband, who pulls her over to a mirror. "Let me show you something? This twenty-pound note is mine. The one in the mirror is yours. Get it?"
The wife nods. The next day, the husband returns home to find a freezer full of meat. Angry, he asks his wife about it. She pulls him over to the mirror and lifts up her skirt.
"See the one in the mirror? That's yours. This one is the butcher's."
Bit sad really to think that some women can be confused with cattle and some men pork