Engine Room bilges are a mess, indeed a bit of a swamp and I wouldn't be surprised if crocks perhaps gators are breeding down there. Some class of a beast made a lunge for Tmac's foreskin whilst he was having his mid-morning pee in the bilges. Luckily he had a spare on the shelves. As they say: you can take the man out of Belfast but you can't...……………..
We wonder if your long suffering sister-in-law looks forward to the postman arriving on Christmas Eve with a parcel of density similar to mercury. One hopes her misfortune is not amplified by having to live in or on the Isle of Man.
Last edited by Engine Serang; 4th March 2019 at 11:04.
Reason: Rush of bile.
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