Monday, March 03, 2008
Looxury. YOU were lucky!
Jeanie's comment on my last post put me in mind of The Four Yorkshiremen, and I've often thought of finding it so that the girls could have a laugh. Here you go... vintage Monty Python. Well NO! Apparently it predates Monty Python!
This is the original. Enjoy!
And keep it in mind everytime you're tempted to tell your kids they have it good these days!
I'll amuse myself, courtesy of Jeanie, by imagining my kids in 30 years time telling their kids they are lucky because 'when WE were kids, our parents made us ride 50km on back of tandem bike so that we could ride even further on back of tandem bike t' next week. AND they made us pedal as well.'
This is the original. Enjoy!
And keep it in mind everytime you're tempted to tell your kids they have it good these days!
I'll amuse myself, courtesy of Jeanie, by imagining my kids in 30 years time telling their kids they are lucky because 'when WE were kids, our parents made us ride 50km on back of tandem bike so that we could ride even further on back of tandem bike t' next week. AND they made us pedal as well.'
Labels: comedy
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Where I resort to posting an email FWD.
Because I got up early and I'm too tired to write a coherent post.
But it's funny:
Someone ordered this cake. Presumably by phone. Possibly this is how the conversation went (according to the email fwd):
Cake-shop employee answers phone: 'Harro, dis Springvale cake-shop,how can I helping you?'
Customer: 'I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week."
Employee: 'What you be want writing on cake?'
Customer, '...'Best Wishes Suzanne'....underneath that....'We will miss you'....'
But it's funny:
Someone ordered this cake. Presumably by phone. Possibly this is how the conversation went (according to the email fwd):
Cake-shop employee answers phone: 'Harro, dis Springvale cake-shop,how can I helping you?'
Customer: 'I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week."
Employee: 'What you be want writing on cake?'
Customer, '...'Best Wishes Suzanne'....underneath that....'We will miss you'....'
Labels: comedy
Monday, July 16, 2007
I told you they drove me crazy
And every now and then I prove it. Or they prove it. Or both.
It's the last day of the holidays, and I'm trying to get them to shift their backsides, along with trying to come up with a new household regime to get them to contribute to the household chores, as well as to finish doing stuff I've been asking them to do for the past week or more. No easy task. They are very easily distracted. I mean, a few hours of watching Catherine Tate sketches on You Tube, and then, just to stir, perfecting the 'Am I bovvered? Face, no, bovvered? No. I AINT EVEN BOVVERED' line. It's Comic Relief around here.
So Zoe is finally trying on hand-me-down clothes that have been lying (for a few weeks) in a heap on a loungeroom chair. Within the space of a minute I guess I have either forgotten I even asked her, or I am just too used to my children not doing what I have asked them to do.
I'm here at the computer, and she comes up as if to ask me something. I turn.
"Zoe! Why are you STILL in your pyjama pants?!!!"
"Mum! - You told me to try on these clothes to see if they fit!"
"Oh... oops!"
A discussion then ensues as to whether said PJ pants fit. I mean they are just pyjamas, but maybe they're a bit long in the crotch. What size are they? Helpful biggest sister looks, and, seeing as she thinks she's a comedian, she says "Hmmm, they're Xtra, Xtra, Xtra Large"....
Zoe: " What?!!! That would fit Mum!"
Much hilarity from the other two.
Nice one kid. Thanks very much.
Looketh at my face. Looketh at my face. Is this a botherred face thou sees before thee?
Bite me alien children.
It's the last day of the holidays, and I'm trying to get them to shift their backsides, along with trying to come up with a new household regime to get them to contribute to the household chores, as well as to finish doing stuff I've been asking them to do for the past week or more. No easy task. They are very easily distracted. I mean, a few hours of watching Catherine Tate sketches on You Tube, and then, just to stir, perfecting the 'Am I bovvered? Face, no, bovvered? No. I AINT EVEN BOVVERED' line. It's Comic Relief around here.
So Zoe is finally trying on hand-me-down clothes that have been lying (for a few weeks) in a heap on a loungeroom chair. Within the space of a minute I guess I have either forgotten I even asked her, or I am just too used to my children not doing what I have asked them to do.
I'm here at the computer, and she comes up as if to ask me something. I turn.
"Zoe! Why are you STILL in your pyjama pants?!!!"
"Mum! - You told me to try on these clothes to see if they fit!"
"Oh... oops!"
A discussion then ensues as to whether said PJ pants fit. I mean they are just pyjamas, but maybe they're a bit long in the crotch. What size are they? Helpful biggest sister looks, and, seeing as she thinks she's a comedian, she says "Hmmm, they're Xtra, Xtra, Xtra Large"....
Zoe: " What?!!! That would fit Mum!"
Much hilarity from the other two.
Nice one kid. Thanks very much.
Looketh at my face. Looketh at my face. Is this a botherred face thou sees before thee?
Bite me alien children.
Am I bovvered?
Linking on from the last post, and comments. This one's for Jebus, re the clip "that comedienne chick made for that comedy thing". I think he means Catherine Tate! and I think he means this clip for Comdey Relief:
My turn to be .. vague.. tell me, was that the real Tony Blair, or that 'comedy dude who does impersonations'?
My turn to be .. vague.. tell me, was that the real Tony Blair, or that 'comedy dude who does impersonations'?
Labels: comedy
