danrua01 wrote: » So far we've zero proof you aren't fictional... I can't accept these words now!
LexieOnRale wrote: » You got me. I'm really the man coming down the chimneys of boardsies.
gramar wrote: » Well If I ever catch you having a tommy tank and messing up my chimney you'll be cleaning it up!
LexieOnRale wrote: » That's terrible
bonzodog2 wrote: » Piglets are lovely, Lexie, but they grow, ya know. Bet you wouldn't want to make it into chops in a couple of years. What would you name yours anyway? I've kept pigs some years back, the first 2 were called Bacon and Buttie. Have you space to keep them?
LexieOnRale wrote: » Im going to name her Vivienne. I've had pet cows, so her size won't be an issue. I will keep her in the house until she gets too big then I will bring Her to live on my farm. Maybe then we can get her a boyfriend, so she won't be lonely.
eisenberg1 wrote: » Lexie, George Clooney and his new missus are having a few rows (already) and one of the reasons is his minature pig, she is not fond of it. Maybe give him a call.....you never know, and it would shake your OH up a bit.
OldNotWIse wrote: » That's a disappointment. you wouldn't think it was miniature to look at him Then again, it's more important what you do with it, right?
bonzodog2 wrote: » While I remember it, Gordon Ramsay had 2 pigs named Trinny and Susannah.
Boom_Bap wrote: » ^ice cream flavoured bacon!
Jaxen Curved Shaver wrote: » Double parking on the main street. Gee it's raining: wouldn't do if you got wet!
LexieOnRale wrote: » My main life ambition is to own a piglet. I had asked my dad for about four years before he died but he was having none of it. Still, I'm persistent so I'm sure I'd have eventually wore him down. So now I ask my oh, and he is even more stubborn than my dad. Every occasion that he has to buy presents for, I ask for a piglet, yet here I am, piglet free. So, I sometimes send him pictures of two piglets side by side and get him to pick out his one and name it. He always names his wilbert. Anyway. The last few weeks we haven't been getting on. On Wednesday night I asked him to shuffle on for a while, so he went to stay with his parents. Today, texting he's being all like "Id do anything to make you happy". Anything? "Anything" he confirmed. You know what would really make me happy? A piglet. The dope sends me a photo of a pig wearing wellies. A photo. No, we are beyond photos now. Only a real one will make me happy now. And even though he's trying to get back in my good books, he tells me it's the best he can do. So. Now I'm annoyed at him for saying no again but also annoyed at him for him saying he just wants me to be happy but he's the only on standing in the way of me and a piglet
Dog of Tears wrote: » Section 2, Paragraph 4 of the Rules of the Road state: "Drivers may choose to abandon their car anywhere on the road to run into the local shop to buy a lotto quickpick as long as hazard lights are left on."
LexieOnRale wrote: » One of the ladies I work with is much older than me, and the rest of the staff. She talks down to me ALL THE TIME. She undermines me at every opportunity, and cuts across me when I speak to other girls. She acts like she's the manager here, due to her being older I presume. Anyway, she turns around to me right there and says to me "did you bring your lunch with you?" I've worked here two months and I've never brought my lunch in once. I say no. And she tuts at me. Full on, proper "tsks" me. I ask her if she's okay and she basically told me because we're one girl down (rang in sick) that she's not sure if it's a good idea for me to leave the salon for an hour so perhaps I could grab something and bring it back here? What the actual ****?? For the first time in two months I'll be practicing my serious voice, and giving her a reality check later this evening.
