Bring a blanket, a turnip and a silk garter, and I'll show you how we survived the war...
Parp! Parp! OAP reversing...
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Jimmy didn't mind taking his Grandpa for golf, as long as he promised that at no time would he follow through.
If you can keep your bowels whilst all around you are losing theirs the park will be yours and what's more, you won't shit yer pants, my son.
These days Eric often got cunnilingus mixed up with cumulonimbus.
"You wanna see me hump?"
Jimmy just had to go and ask Grandpa why they called him an old windbag.
Ahh better in your face than out.
And this son, is why they don't let vegetarians on public transport.
Light this would you son, I've got to get to the post office in 2 minutes flat.
Granddad's wrinkled ringpiece just couldn't blow fart rings like he used to.
It wasn't a perfect fart ring, but young Jimmy loved Granddad just for trying.
And that's how I pulled Granny !
75 years of practice and Granddad finally mastered Happy Birthday using just his bottom.
20 years of Deflatine addiction had taken its toll from Grandad.
It was Granddad's penchant for talcum powder that gave the game away.
And verilly, God did create the universe and young Jesus gazed upon it, all awed and shit.
No. That's an old fart!
On their latest world tour, the Rolling Stones finally admitted to having a few problems
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For those that wish to, Pic No 11.
('cos of evening posting, shall leave up 'till tuesday afternoon)
Little Dave mused upon the riches that liquidised meals would bring him in his autumn years.
Cocaine producers are resorting to more extreme and unlikely methods of smuggling drugs into the country...
Grandpa Joe's seance was going well...he had just managed to summon the spirit of Jimmy's pet hamster....
GRANDPA: And Jesus said turn the other cheek...
Old Joe's siamese twin Jeffrey was having a quick fag before bingo...
Little Jimmy Mullet could smell whiskey on his grandad's breath...