One gets out plenty, but one has invented a hovering machine, so that one does not even have to touch the ground!
Does ones machine also have anti midge and clegg capabilities or are they still in development?
One gets out plenty, but one has invented a hovering machine, so that one does not even have to touch the ground!
Does ones machine also have anti midge and clegg capabilities or are they still in development?
They are still in development, although it does have a FAWD (Farmer Approaching Warning Device). Very useful.
Doesn't that interfere with ones WOLB* klaxon? Very important when keeping ahead of the Sherpa's.
*(Watch Out Low Branch)
I don't know what The Survivor & Goatboy are drinking, but I want some!
Well Bartooon, in one's inbuilt minibar one has a stock of medicinal alcohols, Gin - Never had malaria due to lots of G&T's, Rum - Only alcohol to raise blood temp due to sugar content, whisky - I case I need to cut one of my own limbs off after tiger attack. Have done away with the pygmy bar man as we all have to make sacrifices to weight these days. Today was a mix of French martini's with the alfresco luncheon and then a bracing double brace of Gibson's as an aperitif before nanny serves tea in the garden.
Toodle Pip,
GB.
Well Bartooon, in one's inbuilt minibar one has a stock of medicinal alcohols, Gin - Never had malaria due to lots of G&T's, Rum - Only alcohol to raise blood temp due to sugar content, whisky - In case one needs to cut off one of my own limbs off after tiger attack. Have done away with the pygmy bar man as we all have to make sacrifices to weight these days. Today was a mix of French Martini's with the alfresco luncheon and then a bracing double brace of Gibson's as an aperitif before nanny serves tea in the garden.
Toodle Pip,
GB.
One should never drink and hover though.
See ya,
Survivor
Just wear nylons...
believe it or not some military guys wear them to keep the ticks and leaches off.
Just wear nylons...
believe it or not some military guys wear them to keep the ticks and leaches off.
My wife already wonders why I go off the woods with a jumbo jar of petroleum jelly and cotton wool. Earlier in this thread I find that I need to use her Veet to get a the anti-tick patch stick. On top of that, it recently took me some time to convince her that the "Horny Viking" I was Facebook messaging was, in fact, an Icelandic blacksmith (still not sure she believes me!) and now you are telling me to wear nylons!
I'll have to ask my Good Lady if I can borrow her Veet. That should get her worried!