Showing posts with label beard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beard. Show all posts
Friday, May 01, 2009
Plastic bag ban
They have banned plastic bags in South Australia, and talk is rife that the ban will spread. I don't know about you, but I'm digging a short trench, buying a length of poly pipe and burying my plastic bags. Damn do-gooder big-government political correctness! Don't tell them I told you. Also I'm buying two pallets of tins of beans, and growing a beard.
Labels:
beans,
beard,
delusions,
panic attacks,
plastic bags
Friday, June 01, 2007
Future beard
We are trying to cajole Michael out of nappies.
Elf: When you are a big grown-up you won't wear nappies will you?
Michael: No. And I will have a beard on the bottom of my nose.
Elf: When you are a big grown-up you won't wear nappies will you?
Michael: No. And I will have a beard on the bottom of my nose.
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