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Spud was in his English class. Someone had never heard of the word ‘pail’. The teacher explained it was a bucket as in,
Jack and Jill
went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water.
As she paused, Spud interjected,
Instead they found whiskey,
got a bit frisky
and now they have a daughter.
That’s my boy!
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What to expect from The Laughing Housewife in December:
If this has come as a surprise to you, then it’s clear you haven’t read my About page:
Christmas and Maltesers must be done to excess; everything else is showing off.
I’ve just made a connection! Christmas is red; Maltesers are red – I’m not a greedy pig when I eat seven boxes of Maltesers: I’m re-living Christmas.
Now pass me a bucket; I feel a bit green.
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I am a little fat. I like food; what can I say? I have dull hair: mousey. I don’t wear much make-up and have no need of a dressing table. If I look like a bag lady, I chose my own clothes. If I look nice, the Hub picked them for me. Despite all this, I am a little vain. This photograph is from 2003. I had to go back that far to find one of me that I liked. But I don’t really care: my husband still thinks I’m beautiful and if he doesn’t, he loves me enough to lie about it. I’m lucky. I have two boys. They never lie to me. Still, you can't have everything.
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