More for the NA's
They want some more? Tell me when they've had enough....
Here’s my John Dory.
I’m off to steak and kidney in a smash and grab with the cheese and kisses! All dressed up in my best bag of fruit. I could really do with a kitchen sink so a Germain Greer would really hit the spot. I know if I have too many I’ll have to go for a Werris Creek.
Meeting some old china plates down at the rubbidy dub. I don’t like to go on my Pat Malone (even though I’m with the trouble and strife). She has nice legs, shame about the boat race (it’s a real Barry Crocker). When you're last in the near and far it’s always your Wally Grout.
Last time I was there one of my cobbers went to use his dog and bone. He had a few too many and couldn’t use his Onkaparingas! He asked if we had seen his monkeys, but we tricked him and told him, that they were in his Reg Grundies!
I asked him to do me a Rod Laver and go ‘round the Johnny Horner to take a Captain Cook at the menu. When he came back he told me, “all they have is a brave and bold dog's eye and dead horse”! He suggested that I “take a butcher's at the barmaid’s wooden pegs”! Some other mates told him he was an optic nerve.
Then he asked if we had any Bugs Bunny ‘cause he wanted to buy a new Mars bar. He’s on the rock 'n' roll so I told him I would give him a rubber Gregory Peck, but not a real Oxford scholar. He said, “No Dalai Lama, I’ll get a dodge and shirk”. We all said, “What a Furphy”.
We all finished with a young and frisky before hitting the apples and pears.
Anyway, that’s my grim and gory. Have to hit the frog and toad.
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