She bought a prosthetic leg on line,
so far so good and every things fine;
but it didn’t stop there - here comes the killer
she gave it to me as a stocking filler.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Happy Christmas Michael, Santa can be such a joker. \LOL
Andy
Thanks Andy - enjoy the IofW
Brilliant, very enjoyable read
Good write M. lol. Miss Berles got any, erm, false parts?!
I wouldn't presume to divulge. But she has lost a glass eye over christmas and she's looking for it everywhere.
Ahh. Yes, we might swoon if we found out. lol.
You made me laugh with this little gem of rhyme. That qualifies for a Fave
Aw thanks - appreciate the fave,
She sure is humerus ðĶī.
Make no bones about it. lol
ðĪĢð
Now recieving a wooden leg my friend, well that's just rude especially if it was in fact too be for the stocking lol (fabulous) hilarious and wonderfully written. ðđ
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so one less stocking to buy - if you look at it from this positive angle - lol
hope your x'mas and new year celebrations were good
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