Story time with uncle Dave

**Neo** · 16th June 2003, 11:11 AM

swiftly swallowed the stinking offered up to Adelaide’s suburban senior citizens and sly sock secreting snobs of the artistic intelligentsia resulting in their being swiftly sacked and soundly smacked. So the sneering advertiser alligators changed tack but not their ways and snookered the usually sensible sand and soil sellers of the small village of Sassafras into selling their stupendous stockpiles of sand and soil for a song. Sensationally, the then seething and swearing sand and soils sellers of Sassafras ................

**Dazza007** · 17th June 2003, 10:38 AM

.... did bugger all for Dazza's poor back which has seen him laid out flatter than a pancake for almost two long weeks. But alas, the derailment of this supreme being of the wood world (Dazza), was not cause by over exursion in nocturnal activities, but rather while he was .........

**macca2** · 20th June 2003, 12:01 PM

labouring over the meaning of this rather long and interlectualy challenging thead which relates in some detail the wonderings and wanderings of our two lovely ladies who were last left leasurely labouring at some length in the......................

**Dazza007** · 22nd June 2003, 06:28 PM

....... Woodies bordelo where they were practicing the fine art of erotic 'ping-pong' with each other. Naturally they were in training for the World Bordelo Ping-Pong Championships to be held in 'Bangkok' in time for the ...........

**DaveInOz** · 30th June 2003, 02:22 PM

And so as our tortured tale of woodwork finaly lays down quietly, somewhere out of the way and dies, we look back fondly at the sexy twosome who lived out their lives in a convent, we marvel at the attempts to distort the tale with woodworking references, and we return weary to reality.
Quiet now, no more tonight, lights off.
Shhhhh it's time to sleep.

**macca2** · 30th June 2003, 10:17 PM

EVERYBODY UP.....MAN THE GUNS............there is somebody at the door who wants to...............

**Neil** · 1st July 2003, 01:01 AM

keep this story from dying. However ...........

**DaveInOz** · 1st July 2003, 03:18 PM

... out of shape, bald guy with a beer gut. Who, due to his back back, can't carry anything, even a story line.

**DaveInOz** · 1st July 2003, 04:55 PM

LOL

Doorstop you're right.
Genes this bad are rare, in fact the only other bloke as blighted by genetics as me lives in south Oz ......... hang on Doorstop ...... is that you ... DADDY?

Now there is a story line !!:eek:

**DanP** · 1st July 2003, 06:14 PM

do us all a favour and knock off Rose Porteous instead. So off he went, armed to the teeth with incredibly sharp roughing gouges and evil intent. Go, stoppers, go, yelled bystanders as he stomped past, one hand on gouge the other on his poor arthritic wrecked lower back...

**Johnno** · 1st July 2003, 06:50 PM

...until he realised that he'd forgotten his bottle of Coona -medicine - goes down like honey - speaking of which...

Johnno2

**macca2** · 3rd July 2003, 09:40 PM

the best medicine known to man is a carefully aged bottle of red. Preferably of the Shiraz variety which has in the past been known to cure...................

**Johnno** · 4th July 2003, 06:44 PM

...the secret circle of thaumaturgy and reverse yoga practicioners who are attempting to sequester the science of...

(what the hell am I talking about?)

Johnno2

**Dazza007** · 5th July 2003, 09:53 PM

.......... Bordello "Ping-Pong". Which is an ancient oriental art that dates back as far as ........

**Geoff Egan** · 9th July 2003, 10:09 PM

the venerable Ping dynasty, who always had a bit of a pong about them because of their habit of

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