Grandad February 14th, 2011
To my true love, to the mother of my child, my sex-kitten and my life’s companion…..
Happy Valentine’s Day.
And may the four of you never meet up.
Sounds like my Irish Granddad’s toast…”May you be in Heaven 30 minutes before the devil knows you’re dead.”
Only four ? You are just an amateur !
Willie – The toast I never understood was “may the road rise up to meet you”. Who would want to wish a massive earthquake on anyone?
A Grandad – I don’t believe in bragging. I didn’t have time to mention all the others.
Happy Hallmark Day.
Sounds like Grandad has quadrophrenia!
Valentine’s Day was for me, a total disaster & ended in tears ..
I went to the trouble of booking a table ..
But quite forgot .. she fucking hates Snooker ….
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Sounds like my Irish Granddad’s toast…”May you be in Heaven 30 minutes before the devil knows you’re dead.”
Only four ? You are just an amateur !
Willie – The toast I never understood was “may the road rise up to meet you”. Who would want to wish a massive earthquake on anyone?
A Grandad – I don’t believe in bragging. I didn’t have time to mention all the others.
Happy Hallmark Day.
Sounds like Grandad has quadrophrenia!
Valentine’s Day was for me, a total disaster & ended in tears ..
I went to the trouble of booking a table ..
But quite forgot .. she fucking hates Snooker ….