Friday, 13 April 2012

Liquorish liquors, lager and Liebfraumilch, the Lap Dancer and the LLama


Look” said the dog first thing this morning as I lay lazily in my bed. And looking out the window I saw a line of Lemmings; The Lemmings of Petragrad (Lemmingrad) looking in. Yes we have reached L and the lemming were out last night listening to loud Latin music played on lutes, and downing Liquorish Liquors, lager and cheap liebfraumilch  in a lap dancing club. Before landing themselves in trouble with the Law for Lascivious language and lobbing Leaches at the lap dances and playing Leap Frog in the lavatory.

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They were lucky though, because of a loophole in the law which states Lemmings can not be held responsible on a leap year. So I have agreed to mention the largely lost  legend of The Lemming of Petrograd (Lemmingrad) yet again, Like anyone is listening (reading) the lumbering lefty literature of little leaping rodents and there leaders,  Lamenting the long lost days of loyalty and luncheon meat.      

This time round the dog has decided not to wear lipstick, last time it turned into a liability as a lively liberal Labrador kept leering lecherously at him leaving letters about a liaison in the log shed and some lively lust involving licking (YUCK).

After a late breakfast, me and the dog went to the lodge of luminescence by the Lake where the lonely loathsome Lockkeepers ghost lingers, looking like a mad lunatic, and singing lyrically of the Lynx eyed Lyre Bird and the lobster. As it turned out he was quite Likeable, listening to him and his tales of Lilliput and how everyone, (the little Lilliputians)  got eaten by a Llama.



We thought about going to Llanfair and a trip on the light railway to see Auntie Karen but the dog thought we should go to


because no one else on the A to Z trail would. In the end though we went home  and the dog went off to lecture Ladybirds on Life and I got all lethargic and lackadaisical  and thought mmmmmmmmm, I have to think of something like lightning,  right now to make people laugh; sort of Jack the Lad. 



8 comments:

  1. LIEBFRAUMILCH, yuck the nightmare of my teenage years. And just how big is your Lavatory, for Lemmings to be playing leap-frog?

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    1. It appears that Liebfraumilch is trendy again. Not sure how that happened

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  2. Lol. I love the image of dog with Lipstick.

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    1. Yes it is a strange image ideal for my blog

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  3. Hi, I am a new follower from the challenge. I see you were sure to include lap dance!! Oh, just wondering how you did those funny questions on your Google Friend Connect? Now the world we know that I love cheese.

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    1. Welcome aboard the good ship Rob Z Tobor. As for the Questions I am sure somewhere in the settings options but I cant remember I will have a look when I get time. I love cheese so that's cool

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  4. My favorite liquor is from Fecamp on the Mormandy coast, east of you a little ways. Have you ever been close to Fecamp? I should go Fecamping sometime, perhaps when you are knighted or when a Nobel Prize. (Notice that I didn't say win a Nobel Prize.)

    Could you do me a favor and use or abuse the word 'monsoon' in your M post?

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    1. I will use the word Monsoon because it will fit rather well with the Mumbling Mutant Monsters of Mesopotamia, who as we all know Mumble. Will be back later have just finished breakfast and on my way to get milk and Bread in the Bishops Castle.

      Stay Cool Mr ESB

      Remember other folk Mr ESB runs a good blog so go look

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