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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 14:58:13 GMT
I often play scrabble with my daughter, she is veery clever But I am older and know more words, so I usually thrasher
Weaver she likes it or not, I always seem to win She is 13 and hates losing, a typical tanager
She says "why do you beat me alethe time" I said, you are only a myna, do what I say
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Post by showaddydadito on Nov 20, 2013 15:42:46 GMT
Hmmm - getting to be quite a few repetitions.
Bonus points available for:
Hammerkopf Waldrapps Ibis Lammergeier Kookaburra and Bar Tailed Godwit
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Post by gsteinert on Nov 20, 2013 15:58:00 GMT
While I was at my local bar the other evening, a bloke came in claiming he'd been tailed the whole way there.
Turns out he had agreed to let his friends follow him so they didn't get lost!
What a Godwit!
...Close enough?
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Post by m40man on Nov 20, 2013 16:19:05 GMT
Hmmm - getting to be quite a few repetitions. Stop your squawking!
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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 16:20:42 GMT
Hmmm - getting to be quite a few repetitions. Bonus points available for: Hammerkopf Waldrapps Ibis Lammergeier Kookaburra and Bar Tailed Godwit I don't know what you think about horsemeat, but I like burro, or donkey We often kookaburra
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Post by ribbit on Nov 20, 2013 16:24:12 GMT
Hmmm - getting to be quite a few repetitions. Stop your squawking! Pretty Polly Pretty Polly Pretty Polly Polly wants a cracker
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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 16:29:36 GMT
I started a new hobby, creating websites but when I looked at mesite, it was carp
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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 16:30:43 GMT
I joined a band as a trumpeter Bought new shoes, got a shoebill
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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 16:35:43 GMT
I argue with my wife, I have to bateleur to win
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Post by rowlf on Nov 20, 2013 18:04:55 GMT
We went to a seafood restaurant, they said toucanet for the price of one We wanted to hang up both our coats, so the waiter gave us two cotingas
I ordered lobster, they were fresh and still swimming so the waitress got the lobster catcher and very quickly managed to cachalote There was so much I wasn't sure if I woodswallow it all or not
My date wanted oysters, so they got the oystercatcher We both had ice cream for dessert, two scaups each All washed down with cider, woodpecker was the brand She preferred something stronger a rum and cisticola
We got really close together, just like a pair of lovebirds Then home as my dates father imposed a midnight curlew To make sure we weren't late I asked avocet your watch
When her dad dies, she won't get much. It is a poorwill Would he change it I said, not a flicker of hope she said Anyway, I took him a doner kebab, served in pitta bread
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Post by ribbit on Nov 20, 2013 20:35:39 GMT
Went playing golf today, missed an eagle putt by a poultry har finch. It was my wife's fault, so I raptor across the knuckles.
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Post by rowlf on Nov 21, 2013 12:51:54 GMT
My uncle was a poacher, he would take his gun and snipe He would sometimes catch fish and sell them to a cannary
My mum was afraid he would get caught, but never did he kea Never could they catch him, if he saw someone, he took flight
When waiting for nightfall, you would find him playing solitaire Then, quickly to hunt he'd go, like a roadrunner on the highway
Like a treecreeper he would move ghost like through the woods, Sometimes crawling as an earthcreeper on his hands and knees,
When it was cold he used to suffer badly, all over a trembler He'd go blue with cold, he'd get blue fingers and bluethroat
Every now and then he would get lucky and managed to killdeer He brought them home to barbecue, over a fire of logs and koel
We made sure they were dead, the minivet could not save 'em In fact they were so dead, not even the fulvetta'd a chance
My uncle is up in heaven now, with the angels and white doves The only time he has to duck and dive is wren they all fly past
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Post by rowlf on Nov 21, 2013 16:27:40 GMT
I went on a diet but lost more weight on one foot than on the other. One weighs moorhen the other.
Now I have one fat foot and one finfoot Makes it hard to walk, so I am limpkin One leg is swollen so now I have puffleg
It makes me trip over, so I also have a blackeye My other eye is OK. One blackeye, one white-eye My gilfriend laughs at me, she is a mockingbird
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