The 'Cheer Up Miss James' thread

Oh yes...I know that growl. It's a scary one.

Glad that you're feeling a bit better, Alli Dally, just keep thinking of being shimmery and shiny and sparkly and...*takes a deep breath and sinks back in her chair, swinging her boa*

:-D

There's obviously just no cheering up some people.

Miss James, are you still with us? Have you cheered up yet? The suspense (and the tired old jokes) is killing us. :-

A man takes his wife to the State Fair and one of the exhibits is that of breeding bulls. They come up to the first pen and there is a sign that
says, "This Bull mated 50 times last year." The wife pokes her husband in the ribs and says, "He mated 50 times last year."

They walked a little further and see another pen with a sign that says, "This bull mated 120 times last year." The wife hits her husband and
says, "That's more than twice a week! You could learn a lot from him."

They walk further and a third pen has a Bull with a sign saying, "This Bull mated 365 times last year." The wife gets really excited and says,
"That's once a day. You could REALLY learn something from this one."

The husband looks at her and says... "Go up and ask him if it was with the same cow."

Miss James wishes me to convey the message that she is feeling better, thank you...but that she is currently 'unavailable'."


:-)

Have you locked her in your wardrobe again Janet?

This can't go on, y'know.

Ah, Flashman, Let her have her fun! Janet's too cool NOT to be able to lock whomever or whatever she pleases in her wardrobe. You'll just have to live with that, my woman-obsessed friend. You should know that by now anyway. Besides, I'm sure Amanda's having a blast in there anyhow. ;)

Dan's right Flashman, my wardrobe is a happening place!

;-)

But, Are there barracudas in there?

Well..no..but just about everything else you can think of!

;-)

Comon out, girl!!!


:-)

I am still waiting for permission to kill someone, Miss James.

Funny, I started this topic and yet I have no recollection of who this Miss James character is.

Hang on, I've just been handed a piece of paper - thankyou, Hudson, go and polish the Bentley, I'm in the mood for chasing grannies off-road tonight.

Ah! Miss James is that dizzy blond moo who showed her turncoat character by pissing off to QOL for a month and boasting about how wonderful her new beau is, thus breaking Sir Archie Leach's dumb old heart.

I've no quarrel with her, after all - I break hearts easier than I break wind, but it's Sir Archie I feel for, the old doughnut. He has his soft side does our Arch, y'know - he's kinda Nazi but nice. He ain't been right since his "angel from o'er the sea" knifed him in t'back so cruelly and went on to rub his face in it with her declarations of love. He must snap out of it - he's up all hours singing laments for lost loves and he's even started listening to Country music. He's beyond even my reach now.

Anyway, fuck him.

I'm tickety boo old bean, not a worry in the world.

Please stop dissing me because I'm trying to download some Atomic Kitten.

You guys are hilarious.

'Let's face it, Flashy, you can hook Sir Archie up with someone with a snap of your fingers. I'm sure he's well taken care of...'

You'd think so wouldn't you. However, always the bridesmaid never the bride old bean.

Not good for my hayfever old bean. Rather snag a bridesmaid!