My dear JayJay, you have definitely become a top innuendoiste - I have to say you missed out the real tack though. And when you said you had a Singer in the garage - I thought you mean Auntie Mildred doing her operetta......not one of those machines. Anyway, I think Isis is right......you mean something else..........
.....you've gone and stuck your post in too late or is that a problem you come across a lot ...either way it's against the rules...but I'll let you off cos you are so lovely in the blues room ...and in answer to your question obviously not
...and believe me that little machine I have just purchased has brought a new dimension to the results I can get and it does greaten my achievements in the garage-sewing room, it also stops your fingers from getting sore
Scene 1: The Garage.
Mistress JayJay has just completed a new outfit for JiveLad
JJ: "Now JiveLad it's time for you to try on your new outfit"
JL: "Ooooh - it looks nice Mistress J. Did you use real leather?"
JJ: "Only the best for you JiveLad"
JL: "It looks quite sexy."
JJ: "Yes - I'm feeling ready just looking at it. It's time for you to try it on."
JL: "Now?"
JJ: "Yes Jive Lad don't be shy. get your kit off!"
JL: "You sure?"
JJ: "Jive Lad quit procrastinating and just get bare!"
JL takes off the outfit.
JJ: You know a leather firemans uniform really doesn't work, especially in pink.
JL: Well for a first effort it wasn't bad.
JJ: It just didn't fit well in certain areas.
JL: Well it does hearten me that you tried perhaps I should get some padding.
.... too much information
JJ: Oh that would be the fermenting satsuma peels...I have started to make my own wine, powerful stuff, can I tempt you?
F: Okay, but can I have some wine first?
JL:So where is Madmax?
JJ:She'll be here soon she has promised to make us the meanest snack of all time, she wants to pack a lunchbox as good as you do.
Well that reminds me of the time Mildred showed me what was in her lunch box. She was a hungry gal -and I could see that everything was bursting to get out........so she beckoned me towards her - then she opened up and WHAM! her baps met me clean in the face. Never seen anything like it - they were a kind of Italian rustic variety and she had filled them with plenty of sausage meat and some creamy dressing to finish them off. Tasted nice when she shared them around.
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