I was off work today. Got a bit bored and stuff.
So I booked meself four nights in Barcelona for the end of the month. Just like that.
I can't wait to get back there, it's a great city.
I'll plonk me arce at the bar in Barcelona alright, and if it's anything like last time, I won't be a lona. Except if I do jokes like that...
So, who's coming with me then?
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15 moos and woofs:
The girlie you wrote about a while back. Or an inflatable; I'm not sure which.
I should stow away in your baggage--I'll be throwing a party for family and friends at the end of the month as ALL THREE of my kids are hitting milestones in a single week. Graduation, 1st Communion, birthday. I'm already taking the pills, so my system will be well-stocked with tranquilisers. I'm planning a vodka run in the morning.
Meanwhile, that cow (is it a cow?) in your sidebar looks like she's about to blow a big bubblegum bubble or something. There's just something terribly not right about that cow.
Nice. I love doing that. Bring the cow.
Count me in.
Clare and I are free. She's attractive, I'm a good drinking partner. Send moneez!
Take the laptop and write when there - if sober enough!
I'll go, did I mention I was a robot ?
Can I bring 5X?
Kath, I'm afraid that girlie and me are no more. We 'ran our course' as the saying goes. Not likely to be desperate enough for the inflatables just yet, although I saw a rubber dinghy in a camping shop the other day and I'm nearly sure it made a kissy face at me...hmmm...
Susan, if you slag off the cow once more, I swear! Ah no you're right, she's a freak alright, but I love the way you can invent practically any situation and with that face, it always seems to apply!
Maxi, I've been there before and the street walkers on the Ramblas after midnight would make even you blush.
Baino, I've seen a picture of Clare and I can't argue with you there but as to your drinking capacity, I guess I'll just have to book the next holiday for down under and test you out with a few pints of Smithwicks and see how you hold up.
Adullamite, the hotel has free wi-fi, stand by for some Barcelona Ramblas-ings.
Red, you have in fact, singularly failed to mention you were a robot. Must have slipped your mind. Did it ever cause a problem on a blind date or anything?
Radge, I'd never keep up with him. In any respect. But fuggit, why not?
Now that you mention it blind dates were a real hassle, although I have only been set up on 2 during my current battery cell, the first was a beautiful woman from Kinsale, she asked me how she would recognise me and I said I have a metal face and a siren on my head, she hung up. The second was a speaking toaster, we are to married in june.
I can't get off work...will you at least send us a postcard?
Terence - did I mention how good your blog is? It's soooo much better than Radgery. Isn't it (heh heh!)
I can picture the title of your memoirs now Leeroy.
"So I married the Speaking Toaster, because the Speaking Clock was engaged." BOOM BOOM! I'm going to retire on that one...
Hope, I'm bringing my little baby laptop with me, it's so small it fits snugly behind my ear, and hopefully I'll be able to blog once or twice during spells of sobriety. E-postcards eh?
Hi Elmo! Nice of you to drop in, it's just a terrible shame you're about to be ex.communicated by a vengeful Ra(d)gery! Ok, ok I'll stop with the shite puns now, promise...
Do one, Elmo.
Take the cable car up Jew Mountain.
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