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Think thunk, plink plunk...and before you know it you have a tune!
G,day again chidlings! Back from the brain-dead once again. Soz it's a bit late this week, but hey, better late than never!
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WEEKLY QUESTION:
Why does the sun lighten our hair but darken our skin? |
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WEEKLY NEWSFLASH!!
Taxi driver attacked with frozen hamburger
A Norwegian taxi driver was brutally attacked by a passenger armed with frozen hamburger meat.
The incident happened outside a petrol station and shop in Bergen, after the passenger refused to pay the fare requested.
The 47-year-old apparently raided the store's frozen food counter before seizing meat products and attempting to batter the driver with a frozen hamburger.
He was later arrested after throwing in the fowl.
The taxi driver escaped serious injury, with any blood involved coming from the rapidly thawing meat, but reported the attack to police, who later detained the suspect.
He is now awaiting trial for A.B.H whilst sharing a meat-free cell with other offenders who tried to use dead animal flesh to achieve their aims.
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Introducing....Tufty!
As you all know, Malcolm has parted from us and hasn't been seen for several weeks now. It is because of this that I would like to introduce our new mascot for the site. He's a four legged hero from sandon...yes that right, its my horse Tufty! (I didn't name him)
This critter always has a funny story to be told and so I thought it would make an entertaining feature.
This week...The Great Escape!
On Tuesday, I decided to go for a nice hack as the weather was fine! So, I trekked to the stables to fetch the fluffy one (and Tufty - no offence Sarah). Having left my tack at home, I decided to ride back home bareback (Tufty, not me) to collect it before we continued on our ride.
Whilst outside my house, Tufts was being the perfect gent by standing nicely whilst I put on saddle n bridle etc.
But then, for no apparent reason, the little bugger legged it.
Yes that's right, my supposedly well-mannered horse, kicked up his heels and ran away...to later be termed the great escape.
So, there I stood, watching in mild amusement as he disappeared back towards the stables at a canter. Luckily no cars were near enough to hit him as he flew across the road.
Ah well.
So then I trekked after him, to find him in fine condition having been captured by a group of people at the stables. So up I walked..."Er...yes, that belongs to me."
Needless to say, Tufty's 'Great Escape' was a bit of a failure as he only made it so far, before being recaptured and taken for a long ride. Ha, that'll teach him!
More next week!
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