How To Complete Strangers (part one)

[shemthepenman]

How To Complete Strangers (part one)

We tip cows in England, too.
Not in the cities, of course.
I want to suck on your titties, of course.
But, in the more rural places.

[Mopkins]

kangaroos i would tip
but they're always hip-hopping
and of course i can't fit in the pouch
no milkshakes for me

[shemthepenman]

we don’t have kangaroos in england. we don’t call birds, sheilas, or say ga’day mate. we just tip cows and occasisionally our corkless bowlers and say “how do you do old chap” if ever we find ourselves in the embarrassing situation of having to acknowledge the existence of another human being.
but we do have home and away and neighbours. the flying doctors and prisoner cell block h. fosters larger and carstlemaine xxxx. and you’ve got the queen. so, we’ll call it even.

[Leanne]

Where are the rural places on tits?

Last time I was in London I had an argument with the woman at the bar -- "how will you ever be able to spot a real Scottish bank note if you refuse to take any of them?" She was a cow. I didn't tip her.

[shemthepenman]

Where are the rural places on tits?

Last time I was in London I had an argument with the woman at the bar -- "how will you ever be able to spot a real Scottish bank note if you refuse to take any of them?"  She was a cow.  I didn't tip her.

i’m thinking the underneath where it gets all nice and sweaty.

[Mopkins]

oooh like the elysian feilds of flowers blooming in the eternal sunshine? send me there send me there

[Keith]

we don’t have kangaroos in england. we don’t call birds, sheilas, or say ga’day mate. we just tip cows and occasisionally our corkless bowlers and say “how do you do old chap” if ever we find ourselves in the embarrassing situation of having to acknowledge the existence of another human being.
but we do have home and away and neighbours. the flying doctors and prisoner cell block h. fosters larger and carstlemaine xxxx. and you’ve got the queen. so, we’ll call it even.

If you weren't dead at the time you would have said Skippy and Cassey Jones too, tipping cows is impossible, I know I've tried, it's a made up drunken tale and Castlemain xxxx was brewed under liecence in Warrington.

By the way old chap, I thought the poem was splendid, the title gave one a real chuckle.

[Tiger the Lion]

Where are the rural places on tits? Travel outward from the urban sprawl.   It's a great line.

Last time I was in London I had an argument with the woman at the bar -- "how will you ever be able to spot a real Scottish bank note if you refuse to take any of them?"  She was a cow.  I didn't tip her.

i’m thinking the underneath where it gets all nice and sweaty. of course you are.

[Keith]

Where are the rural places on tits?

Last time I was in London I had an argument with the woman at the bar -- "how will you ever be able to spot a real Scottish bank note if you refuse to take any of them?"  She was a cow.  I didn't tip her.

i’m thinking the underneath where it gets all nice and sweaty.

I was thinking you meant, Nippleton-on-sea, it sits above the dark brown sands of the areole estuary, on cold mornings it can be seen for miles standing proud atop the hillside.

[shemthepenman]

my slow train’s comin’

[Leanne]

I was thinking you meant, Nippleton-on-sea, it sits above the dark brown sands of the areole estuary, on cold mornings it can be seen for miles standing proud atop the hillside.

Are there any cockles on that beach?

[Keith]

I was thinking you meant, Nippleton-on-sea, it sits above the dark brown sands of the areole estuary, on cold mornings it can be seen for miles standing proud atop the hillside.

Are there any cockles on that beach?

Apparently once a year, if we're lucky, a smattering of Titshank Waders can be seen, which is indicative of the presence of cockles, however on cold mornings they con be hard to find.