Now that we’re legitimate again, we could use a place for folk to post pics, graphics and animations that they’d like others to see. And this could be the very place.
There’s only one rule. . .
. . . don’t break any of the rules. Happy posting!
There’s only one rule. . .
. . . don’t break any of the rules. Happy posting!
SEE WHAT I MEAN?????????
Tina, i did the gif, but no gesture intended, honestly 😮
i,m ok ta .....yes he did say something along those lines :^O
good evening Giffer's....do.nt take long to eat 1 egg on toast
Good evening giffers . . . 
. . . it's great ta be home!
Here tho, welcome Ronny! I fair enjoy reading yer posts - come back soon . . .
Och Petal! I hope yer not starving pal! Please help yerself ta some of mine . . . 
LOL Dunno! Ya stole the thunder from me next post . . . but I'll post it anyway!
Good evening Leftie.
I've just poured out ya tot.
Here is
Here is my next instalment of the Giffers fee for you also Leftie
Taken from another thread
A small group at the local 'soup kitchen' were given a talk one night from one of the local methodist preachers on the evils of drinking...
They sat around the small raised platform upon which the minister had arranged a small table with two glasses set upon it.
He began by welcoming them, and proceeded to outline the many perils associated with an excess of alcohol...finally to prove a point, on how dangerous drink was for the system, he produced two bottles, and a small box.
"now see here friends", he began, "in this here bottle is whiskey, and I shall pour a small amount into this glass. In this bottle", he continued, "I have nothing but Gods own pure water, and again I shall pour a small amount into the other glass".
He then opened the box and produced a worm from within...."now see here friends, when I dangle this little worm in the water, see he lives, and he swims around quite happily"...he then withdrew the worm and placed it in the glass with the scotch, " now see friends, see what happens now"...within a short time the worm curled up, obviously dead.
"Now then friends, do you see that? see what happened....do you know what this means?"
A voice from the back of the hall shouted out, "heck yes preacher, I know....
If'n you drink scotch....
You'll never have worms"......
That was for Leftie;)
Cheers Tim, yer contribution's very welcome . . . . . . and yer tot's the highlight of me day!
Dunno - ya think too much like me fur comfort pal . . .
Um - except fur the trains . . . and clowns . . . er . . . but (obviously) we both have a passion fur our Tina . . . 
Anyhoo, I'll get off and tuck inta me bread and water (with whusky) - see yas all tomorra custard creams xxx
