Thursday, 14 December 2006

What's happened in December

Griswalds move over, the Hughes's are in town.
We are the only house in our street with Christmas Lights (so far). I must say I did do well. This year we have added the Merry Christmas sign, Of course the critic (BE) says we need more, but you can only have so many extention leads and power boards at your front door.

We've had a busy December. We started off at the Grand Hyatt for the weekend, for an Awards night. Brett and I caught up with our friends Sharon and Steve in the city on Friday night and I spent Saturday trying to finish off some Chrissy shopping in Melbourne, I only had to return once to the hotel for a drop off. The evening was full of fun, plenty of dancing and drinking was done by all.

Kayne has finished Karting for the year but our life is still hectic with Rylie and her swimming. She had her fist comp last Sunday, she raced for club points at our local pool, 3rd place freestyle, 4th backstroke, 4th breast stroke, considering she has only trained the once she did quite well.

Maddison also joined the swimming club although she can only swim 25m comfortably, she struggles with 50m, she also is a little power house in the pool.

Maddison graduated from a Gumnut to a Bluebell within the Girl Guides under the Guides new flag pole with the Australian Flag flying high. (Another certificate for the POOLROOM).

Above are photos of our time down the river last weekend, as well as photos of Maddisons pool party.

Thursday, 7 December 2006

Merry Christmas

Scroll down and you'll see Santa's willy! .

For Crying out loud.........
Act your age........
there is no Santa

Tuesday, 5 December 2006

A Few Jokes


Gay Flight Attendant

My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks.

As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be Landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just Put your trays up, that would be super." On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather Exotic looking woman that hadn't moved a muscle.

"Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines, but I asked you to raise your trazy poo, so the main man can pity-pat us down on the ground." She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one."To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I out rank you."
"Tray Up, Bitch."


Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up that morning. I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, "happy birthday!", and possibly have a present for me. As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone "happy birthday." I thought... Well, that's marriage for you, but the kids will remember. My kids came into breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office, I was feeling pretty low and somewhat despondent. As I walked into my office, my secretary Jane said, "good morning, boss, happy birthday!" It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered. I worked until one o'clock and then Jane knocked on my door and said, "you know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday, let's go out to lunch, just you and me." I said, "Thanks Jane, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!" We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. We dined instead at a little place with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously on the way back to the office, Jane said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day... We don't need to go back to the office, do we?" I responded, "I guess not. What do you have in mind?" She said, "Let's go to my apartment." After arriving at her apartment Jane turned to me and said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for a moment. I'll be right back." Ok." I nervously replied. She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes; she came out carrying a huge birthday cake...

Followed by my wife, kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing "happy birthday". And I just sat there ...

On the couch....



This fellow was so deeply in love that just before he was married, he had his bride's name tattooed on his love muscle.

Normally, only the first and last letters were visible, although when he was aroused, the tattoo spelled out W-E-N-D-Y.

Now they're on their honeymoon at a resort in Montego Bay. One night, in the men's room, this fellow finds himself standing next to a tall Jamaican at the urinal.

To his amazement, he notices that this man, too, has the letters W-Y tattooed on his penis. "Excuse me," he says, "but I couldn't help noticing your tattoo. Do you have a girlfriend named Wendy?"

"No way, mon, I work for the Tourist Board. Mine reads, 'Welcome to Jamaica, mon, have a nice day'."


The Worlds Shortest Fairy Tale

Once upon a time,

a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?"

The girl said, "NO!"

And the guy lived happily ever after and went fishing,

hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer

and farted whenever he wanted.