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Re: Letties unpostable joke (amended)
Today, we are free to discuss most matters quite openly (with the exception, of course, of anything in relation to our ethnic friends, upon which the slightest deviation from politically correct discourse results in a great weight of odium thrown on you by lesbians, social workers, council officials and all the other riff-raff in todays society...)
But not so long ago - indeed, within the lifetime of some of us on here - another subject was strictly taboo amongst the respectable working class of our town. In those days, women did not have the spare time to lark around on the internet; instead, they had to fulfill their proper role of cooking, cleaning, and washing, the latter usually occuring on a monday.
It was on one of these occaisions that one lady happened to peer over the backyard wall as she was pegging up her bloomers....
"Here", she whispered across to her neighbour..."does tha funny thing get a twitch when tha's had a bit o, tha knows...."
"Aye, all t'time"...she cautiously replied, "but then he rolls 'oer, farts and goos asleep"
Thee 'appy wi that, Lettie?
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