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It's 7 a.m. in the morning here in England .......... which is just the same as yesterday, but this morning I am stuffed up with cold and feeling lousy, but then I'm male, so we always make out our ailments are much worse than they really are. Is that true - are men really a bunch of babies when it comes to a bit of illness?

Now, shall I go back to bed ..........? Groan! :-1

No, you should not go back to bed!! You should make yourself a hot cup of tea, bundle up in some warm 'jammies, and yak with the few of us who are here.

And it is true with my hubby that he is a huge baby when he's sick. Pain? No big deal, he muddles through, but being sick? You'd think he was 3. :yh_rotfl

BabyRider wrote: No, you should not go back to bed!! You should make yourself a hot cup of tea, bundle up in some warm 'jammies, and yak with the few of us who are here.

And it is true with my hubby that he is a huge baby when he's sick. Pain? No big deal, he muddles through, but being sick? You'd think he was 3. :yh_rotfl
I've had the mug of tea, but I'm half-way up the stairs. You are real cruel about your husband - you just don't understand how poorly we are! Isn't anyone sympathetic? Groan! Groan! (Two this time)

You need fresh air and a walk in the country. A few miles round Launde Abbey would set you up for the day.

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[QUOTE=spot]You need fresh air and a walk in the country. A few miles round Launde Abbey would set you up for the day.

Long time since I've been there. On my list for a future outing .......but not today! Groan!

spot wrote: You need fresh air and a walk in the country. A few miles round Launde, Abbey would set you up for the day.



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And just how would i set him up for the day? :wah:

abbey wrote: And just how would i set him up for the day? I don't think anyone's touched up my syntax quite like that before, Abbey. You're in a playful mood this morning!

Maybe meltonpie can take out his shotgun and go rabbiting?

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Quit your groaning, stay awake, and get things done. Us women do it all the time.

By the way, hubby always says, "You're not sick unless you groan".:wah:

meltonpie wrote: It's 7 a.m. in the morning here in England .......... which is just the same as yesterday, but this morning I am stuffed up with cold and feeling lousy, but then I'm male, so we always make out our ailments are much worse than they really are. Is that true - are men really a bunch of babies when it comes to a bit of illness?

Now, shall I go back to bed ..........? Groan! :-1
Men are horrible when they are sick. As we women have been known to say, often, and with feeling.." If men had to carry the babies, the world would be a very empty place"

meltonpie wrote: It's 7 a.m. in the morning here in England .......... which is just the same as yesterday, but this morning I am stuffed up with cold and feeling lousy, but then I'm male, so we always make out our ailments are much worse than they really are. Is that true - are men really a bunch of babies when it comes to a bit of illness?

Now, shall I go back to bed ..........? Groan! :-1
That's a myth, pure and simple. The truth is that men catch far stronger diseases than women do, so it only seems that we're whining. Actually, we're far, far sicker than the women realize ... though some women instinctively understand and compensate nicely with cool towels, hot tea, and a soothing kiss on the forehead. [smilie=9,33,8]

meltonpie wrote: I've had the mug of tea, but I'm half-way up the stairs. You are real cruel about your husband - you just don't understand how poorly we are! Isn't anyone sympathetic? Groan! Groan! (Two this time)


Women dont understand about pain. They have a genetic code that keeps them out of the pain zone. Must be nice. :rolleyes:

Nomad wrote: Women dont understand about pain. They have a genetic code that keeps them out of the pain zone. Must be nice. :rolleyes:
Nomad, once you go through 27 hours of labor, THEN talk to me about pain, you dufus. :p

Don't give in, Nomad. They always throw the Labor Card when they know they're on the ropes. Get in there and fight, boy!

Accountable wrote: Don't give in, Nomad. They always throw the Labor Card when they know they're on the ropes. Get in there and fight, boy!




Yea ! :-2

the labor card...pft

:wah: The labor card! What if women went on strike!

Accountable wrote: Don't give in, Nomad. They always throw the Labor Card when they know they're on the ropes. Get in there and fight, boy!
OK, then Acc., try cramps, backache and bloating for at least 5 days out of every month!! Smarty-pants.

BabyRider wrote: OK, then Acc., try cramps, backache and bloating for at least 5 days out of every month!! Smarty-pants.




:rolleyes: Your gonna have to do a lot better than that :rolleyes:

Nomad wrote: :rolleyes: Your gonna have to do a lot better than that :rolleyes:
Shave your legs, armpits, and keep....umm...."other" hair neatly trimmed, (or better yet, have that area waxed) deal with backache, bloating and cramps 5 days out of the month, go through 27 hours of labor, get a set of acrylic nails, get a perm, fight cellulite, and work doing the same job a man does and get paid 1/3 less than he does.

BabyRider wrote: Shave your legs, armpits, and keep....umm...."other" hair neatly trimmed, (or better yet, have that area waxed) deal with backache, bloating and cramps 5 days out of the month, go through 27 hours of labor, get a set of acrylic nails, get a perm, fight cellulite, and work doing the same job a man does and get paid 1/3 less than he does.




Im sorry but whats your point ? Its a mans world lil lady and the sooner you get that the better off you are. Now run along and bake some muffins princess.

Nomad wrote: Im sorry but whats your point ? Its a mans world lil lady and the sooner you get that the better off you are. Now run along and bake some muffins princess.
I would, except my oven is out back full of holes. It's a great target practice device. My aim is deadly. Keep that in mind if you ever find yourself in my neck of the woods, lil' boy.



Ooooohhh....I can't WAIT till LC gets wind of you being so naughty. :sneaky:

BabyRider wrote:



Ooooohhh....I can't WAIT till LC gets wind of you being so naughty. :sneaky:he's all guts and glory out there in :yh_chickn and corn and :yh_cow and :yh_pig land!!

BabyRider wrote: Shave your legs, armpits, and keep....umm...."other" hair neatly trimmed, (or better yet, have that area waxed) deal with backache, bloating and cramps 5 days out of the month, go through 27 hours of labor, get a set of acrylic nails, get a perm, fight cellulite, and work doing the same job a man does and get paid 1/3 less than he does.You think you have it bad? Eee, lass, that's a life of luxury compared to some. When I were small - ten, mark you - I were up every morning at four, Saturdays included, clearing ash from fireplace, laying and lighting same, boiling the two gallon kettle, scrubbing t'stoop wi' blacking, two hours delivering milk round the village, and a ten hour shift at Arkwright's clearing cotton waste from under working looms, all on a crust of dry bread and two shillings a week, and if I ever spoke an untruth or gave cheek I'd get my ear clipped.

a veritable cinderella. :rolleyes:

spot wrote: You think you have it bad? Eee, lass, that's a life of luxury compared to some. When I were small - ten, mark you - I were up every morning at four, Saturdays included, clearing ash from fireplace, laying and lighting same, boiling the two gallon kettle, scrubbing t'stoop wi' blacking, two hours delivering milk round the village, and a ten hour shift at Arkwright's clearing cotton waste from under working looms, all on a crust of dry bread and two shillings a week, and if I ever spoke an untruth or gave cheek I'd get my ear clipped.
And which of the brothers Grimm are you? :yh_wink

Crikey! When I started this I didn't think it would get that vicious. Get me out of here!

spot wrote: You think you have it bad? Eee, lass, that's a life of luxury compared to some. When I were small - ten, mark you - I were up every morning at four, Saturdays included, clearing ash from fireplace, laying and lighting same, boiling the two gallon kettle, scrubbing t'stoop wi' blacking, two hours delivering milk round the village, and a ten hour shift at Arkwright's clearing cotton waste from under working looms, all on a crust of dry bread and two shillings a week, and if I ever spoke an untruth or gave cheek I'd get my ear clipped.


Huh, call that work? At five I was down the mines and up the chimneys, seven days a week.

yeah. and i walked 7 miles to school in 6 feet of snow. :p barefooted.

theia wrote: Huh, call that work? At five I was down the mines and up the chimneys, seven days a week.


I was cleaning out volcanoes at 4.

Nomad wrote: I was cleaning out volcanoes at 4.


Piece of cake, Nomad...I was an expert volcano cleaner before I could walk.

theia wrote: Piece of cake, Nomad...I was an expert volcano cleaner before I could walk.




Oh My God ! Did I see this coming ? You bet I did !

I invented the hoola hoop, the slinky, celery, Carnival Cruise Lines and I did it pre natal.

Nomad wrote: Oh My God ! Did I see this coming ? You bet I did !

I invented the hoola hoop, the slinky, celery, Carnival Cruise Lines and I did it pre natal.


In my last life I invented things you've never heard of even though they were really useful and people were in awe of me.

theia wrote: In my last life I invented things you've never heard of even though they were really useful and people were in awe of me.




Well sure ! I think that goes without saying. (Really) :p

Four games to two in the first set, Nomad to serve. New balls, please.

spot wrote: Four games to two in the first set, Nomad to serve. New balls, please.




Shes never cleaned a volcano in her life spot. A toity maybe, a volcano-no !

Nomad wrote: Shes never cleaned a volcano in her life spot. A toity maybe, a volcano-no !She's got giving cheek down to a fine art, that one, I'll grant you.

Nomad wrote: Shes never cleaned a volcano in her life spot. A toity maybe, a volcano-no !


Oh yeah?? I have volcano cleaning down to a fine art, I can assure you. In fact I'm at the top of the register of emergency volcano cleaners...You Nomad, are nowhere to be seen...I just checked. Huh!

theia wrote: In fact I'm at the top of the register of emergency volcano cleaners.Calling yourself Aardvark Pumice Supplies Ltd had nothing to do with that, of course.

spot wrote: Calling yourself Aardvark Pumice Supplies Ltd had nothing to do with that, of course.


And don't you start, Spot. I don't need to use fancy advertising to promote myself, my reputation is all I need. I'll bring my certificates with me to the sundial if proof is needed (indignant smilie)

Honestly, no-one believes anyone around here :-5

theia wrote: I don't need to use fancy advertising to promote myself, my reputation is all I need.You'll show us your credentials, will you? Pah. You might call it "volcano cleaning", Theia, but your company logo rather gives the game away - the flapper with the loofah in her hand, and the words "Scrubber to the Gentry since 1937" round it in curly writing?

The Great San Fran earthquake of 37 ?



I put the earth back together mid quake thus saving thousands of lives.



Mt St Helens ?

Who cleaned up the ash ? Moi !

Nomad wrote: The Great San Fran earthquake of 37 ?



I put the earth back together mid quake thus saving thousands of lives.



Mt St Helens ?

Who cleaned up the ash ? Moi !


My apologies, Nomad, it was a misunderstanding on my part...I didn't realise you were just one of the ash cleaners...no wonder I didn't recognise your name

NEW BALLS... When I was 3 my parents got me employment at the elementary school... working with the janitor.. cleaning bathrooms and sweeping classrooms at night. Upon arriving home It was my job to peel 20 lbs of potatoes for a family of 8.

weeder wrote: NEW BALLS... When I was 3 my parents got me employment at the elementary school... working with the janitor.. cleaning bathrooms and sweeping classrooms at night. Upon arriving home It was my job to peel 20 lbs of potatoes for a family of 8.


It warms my heart to think that some people had an idyllic childhood...I'm not bitter...

theia wrote: [QUOTE=weeder]NEW BALLS... When I was 3 my parents got me employment at the elementary school... working with the janitor.. cleaning bathrooms and sweeping classrooms at night. Upon arriving home It was my job to peel 20 lbs of potatoes for a family of 8.It warms my heart to think that some people had an idyllic childhood...I'm not bitter...[/QUOTE]Rightly so, lass, rightly so. Ours were a family of 20, and the mere concept of so much as a whole potato each never entered our heads. Mind you, were were content with what we had in those days, none of this pop music malarky to stir up discontent in the household. We'd sit round the washtub banging time with our forks singing The Lord's My Shepherd, and whoever was still in tune after two verses got scrapings.

I coined the phrase "household word".



I also coined the phrase "coined the phrase". Before me, people just said stuff. :guitarist

I spent the first 10 years of my life underground looking after pit ponys....I was so black no one knew I was there and I had to live on the ponies food and water. When the ponies were rescued I was out of a job so they used me check the air because they ran out of canaries....:yh_sad

Bez wrote: I spent the first 10 years of my life underground looking after pit ponys....I was so black no one knew I was there and I had to live on the ponies food and water. When the ponies were rescued I was out of a job so they used me check the air because they ran out of canaries....:yh_sadWater? You had WATER? What we'd have given for a glass of water! We only drank when gutter overflowed on rainy nights, and we queued for each mouthful. Aye, and we had a lot to be thankful about, there were some who had to rely on puddles.

spot wrote: Four games to two in the first set, Nomad to serve. New balls, please.:yh_rotfl :yh_rotfl Yea, come on Gonad.