My friend, Lloyd, is coming over today to help me find out why I've had the blue screen of death three times this week. The message I get back is that it's a corrupted modem driver, but those Windows messages are ultimately guesses. Leave me a story of the craziest thing you've ever done so I'll have interesting reading when I come back online later today??
My driver is fixed. I also now have cleartype installed on my LCD monitor..yes,it makes a difference and I'm also now a volunteer computer that can be used when idle in the same group Lloyd's in doing cancer research.
I'm also pooped. I'll be back tomorrow.
I also see that, so far, nobody has any exciting stories to tell. Lucky guys, you're out living them today:-)
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Craziest thing?? Hahahahaha!!!!!
I got one.
Not sure if I should tell though.
It's something I did on my camping trip with Mum and Bro last week. What's it worth Pris.......;-) B xx
okay,the bid starts with a buck!!!
A buck??
*thinks*
*scratches head*
*thinks some more*
Nah. Higher.
;-)
B xx
okay okay..a poem in your honor with the story as my kickoff point:-)
Oh boy!! You don't know what you're letting yourself in for!!
Okay.
Once upon a time B went fishing with her family. She went to a nice lake in some beautiful countryside. It had everything. Good company. Water full of lots of fishes. A lovely grassy field to pitch a tent in. The sun even shone. Like I said, it had everything...well....almost.
NO TOILETS!!!
Okay, B (being an easy going indivdual) could manage lurking behind a bush for the odd pee. It was a solution, albeit inconvenient. But...
Bet you know what's coming next!!!!!
Well, armed with a trowel and a roll of toilet paper, B set off to find something more substantial than a bush.
Ahem...there will now be a slight break in this broadcast whilst B composes herself.
Pris...you better not be laughing ;-)It was a very serious occasion, under that large bush/tree thingy.
B has issued the following statement, which will be read by the press officer for unusual latrine locations:
I would like to say that digging my own hole in a feild in an undisclosed location somewhere in Wales and then using it for a purpose which is best left to the imagination (God help you if yours is vivid) was the most unique experience of my life. B xx
*B blushes and smirks sheepishly*
(There were plenty of them around too!!)
Oh lordy B lol
Now THIS is certainly....fodder, shall I say, for a poem.
That's nothing unusual Berenice; we used to do a lot of wild camping in the far north of Scotland when our children were young. The Isle of Skye was the most remote location we got to - camped by a lovely little inlet, we had that bit of Scotland all to ourselves. When the need arose, we would set off up into the forest armed with a shovel and a lump of rough rock - we were tough in those days.
I can honestly say that was the most scenic crap I've ever enjoyed.
hmm..we all have something in common. We camped halfway down the Peace River in the eighties. You strapped a tent and gear in a rented canoe and prayed you didn't hit an underground branch or an alligator. No bathrooms, of course. I remember spading a hole and then wrapping a blanket around myself for privacy from some tenters I could hear in another part of the woods along the spot we picked to camp for the night.
Ooeer P & G. So I can remove my blushing head from it's paper bag then?? What closet ad-lib potty diggers we are!! B xx
Maybe we could form a Trio and call ourselves La Grand Diggers of Mama Earth??
Pris, you mean 'Les Grande Diggers ...'don't you? This shall be our story:
Let us go now, Pris and B and I
when night draws its dark veil across the sky,
and, armed with trusty spade and the evening paper,
head for the bushes and a jolly potty caper.
There let us dig in desparation
casting modesty aside without hesitation;
and then we'll ......
But, dear reader, your blushes shall be spared -
suffice it to say, it was a pleasure shared!
D. Crappit
Hey Sir DC,
let's hope none of us three
gets psychological constipation,
most inconvenient that would be!
B xx
He corrects my grammar even in French lol
And a poem from one of the digging crew!! Wow!
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