newman
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Lynne's away for a week so I'm on animal duty.
Things went well yesterday, I think it was because I was down the pub all day.
Got home fed the dogs and cat got a takeaway, all good.
Now to this morning I've got a bucket here which must be the worst bucket ever made.
The handle keeps falling off and the bit where you squeeze the water out of the mop keeps falling off into the bucket.
I got in a right state with it this morning.
Got water everywhere, soaked my socks and bottom of my trousers.
Lynne said it wasn't a cheap bucket, I said next time you go away I want the best bucket ever made.
Dogs are being naughty, not doing anything I say to them.
Crix nicked my jacket and drag it round the garden and got my cigarettes.
I think they conspire against me because when Lynne's at home with them alone the never play her up.
Plus Lynne keeps on moving stuff around so I can't find anything.
If she moved the fridge I'd starve.
I was sitting here thinking if I can find the super glue I'm going to glue my forehead to the the wall and get my daughter to take a photo and send it to Lynne.
I would really do it not just put my head on the wall and pretend to do it.
But as she has hidden it I won't be able to find it, can't find ordinary stuff so what chance have I got of finding the glue.
Really I love all my animals and this is only a bit of tongue in cheek ranting apart from that bloody bucket.
I'm serious about the glue though.
Things went well yesterday, I think it was because I was down the pub all day.
Got home fed the dogs and cat got a takeaway, all good.
Now to this morning I've got a bucket here which must be the worst bucket ever made.
The handle keeps falling off and the bit where you squeeze the water out of the mop keeps falling off into the bucket.
I got in a right state with it this morning.
Got water everywhere, soaked my socks and bottom of my trousers.
Lynne said it wasn't a cheap bucket, I said next time you go away I want the best bucket ever made.
Dogs are being naughty, not doing anything I say to them.
Crix nicked my jacket and drag it round the garden and got my cigarettes.
I think they conspire against me because when Lynne's at home with them alone the never play her up.
Plus Lynne keeps on moving stuff around so I can't find anything.
If she moved the fridge I'd starve.
I was sitting here thinking if I can find the super glue I'm going to glue my forehead to the the wall and get my daughter to take a photo and send it to Lynne.
I would really do it not just put my head on the wall and pretend to do it.
But as she has hidden it I won't be able to find it, can't find ordinary stuff so what chance have I got of finding the glue.
Really I love all my animals and this is only a bit of tongue in cheek ranting apart from that bloody bucket.
I'm serious about the glue though.