"Ticks Fleas" .....
"Ticks Fleas" .....
"Ticks Fleas" .....
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"Ticks Fleas" .....
"Ticks Fleas" .....
"Ticks Fleas" .....
Said the ticket collector as he itched his way down the corridor. Carefully Miss M and Mr M moved on to find ................
a three headed ticket collector.................
... with no arms and only one leg. He was waiting to board the train.
The guard said:-
"Hello, hello, hello, you look 'armless. Hop on!"
Boom, boom!
But the train was going soooo fast he didnt get on board.
Just as well, as Mr M was looking for such a man in connection to oodles of crimes......................
He is non other than ( insert dramitic music here ) the "Noodle maker From Oodnadater"............
Bluey "Wongo" Anstruther.Quote:
Originally Posted by ozwinner
"Well bugger me" said ......
.... the troll as it slipped through the rip ....
... and found himself in a QANTAS club lounge,
in Brisbane!!
Now he had to think fast, how was he to get back to his proper thread, there's a flight to Singapore leaving in a few minutes, perhaps he could ....
crawl inside a boogy board bag and...........
hope the rip was in there. Meanwhile Miss Marple popped back from her side trip thru the rip and said......"bugger me thats odd" and no sooner had she said that when the knicker-hatted terpsichorean troupe appeared in the dining car. With that a..............
Finnair Stewardess appeared as if from nowhere, with a great big smile she welcomed them, and escorted them to the very front of the plane.
The troll smiled, he knew that in less than half a day, he would be home and then....
he would be able to have fresh goat for dinner at the Under The Bridge resturant complete with a side serve of......
Having been seated in the front of the plane, Mr M looked for the steering wheel.
He had never driven a plane before, but now was his chance to try
"I wonder what this does?" thought Mr M, as he pulled a large red lever.
He wasn't left to wonder for long. The ejector seat cartridges exploded and propelled him through the canopy and into the stratosphere.
"Dear me!" said Miss M. "That's ....
an uplifting experience for him. What's this button, what's this button, what's this button 'ere for?"