“Come on, Dirty Dave”, I said, “we’re in the most tremendous hurry. We must leave at once.”
“Ok”, he said, “but I have to go for a poo.”
“Now?”
“Yes.”
“In a pub? You’d go for a poo in a pub?”
“I’d poo anywhere.”
“Well just hurry the fuck up.”
“I will.”
Some time later
“Right, I have pooed.”
“At last. Now we must away with great alacrity.”
“No problem. Just let me have a wee.”
“What?”
“I have to piss.”
“But you just went to the toilet.”
“I know, but I forgot to wee.”
“You had a poo and you forgot to wee?”
“Correct.”
“How is that even possible?”
“Who can say, Twenty? Who can say?”
Poo?
Wee?
You big tough Irish fellers sure do talk funny
what a load of old shit
I believe he must have been taking the..uhh..piss! We all know it’s only girls who can take a shite without having a leak from the front
Girls don’t shite.
Yes 1-4, & they definitely don’t fluff.
You know, you are sounding rather disturbingly maternal in your dealings with Dirty Dave these days, Twenty Major.
I don’t know Dave from Adam, but perhaps he does other things than poo + wee when he’s in the cubicle. Is it possible he may be doing drugs in there? Many do, I believe. Or would Dave be sexually active in the jax? I mean his name…Dirty Dave…it’s seedy. He may need help from a professional and we can all extend our compassion to him.
It’s ok Twenty, it sounds like he’s hermaphodite so you can keep on shagging him without feeling queer about it.
I think Twenty is telling porkies, like the girl with the fake Dad died in Iraq essay:
http://www.usatoday.com/news/offbeat/2007-12-29-fake-essay_N.htm
You piss and shite at the same time don’t ya? Like that Bertie beast?
I think, Twenty, that Durty Dave is telling porkies, like the girl with the fake Dad died in Iraq essay:
http://www.usatoday.com/news/offbeat/2007-12-29-fake-essay_N.htm
I bet he takes a piss and shite at the same time but just wanted to admire his work a bit, rather like the Bertie beast who shits on us all and is more incontinent that Rocco tiles and Jay zuz.
After 3 years plus I think you have finally dried up, and hit the buffers. Goodbye Twenty: the not so civil servant. I Look forward to a new blog under a different pyseudonym
he’s probably reading a draught of your new book in the jacks.
Des Lynam OBE, who next Mick the Pick, Seamus the Shovel, Barney the Barrow, or Paddy the Prat and part time Patriot?