Toonraider 0 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 >An elderly Irishman lay dying in his bed. > >While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the >aroma of his favourite cheese scones wafting up the stairs. > >He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the >bed.Leaning >against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with >even >greater effort, gripping the railingwith both hands, he crawled >downstairs. > >With laboured breath, he leaned against the doorframe, gazing into the >kitchen.Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself >already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen >table were dozens of his favourite cheese scones. Was it heaven? Or was >it >one final act of heroic love from his devoted Irish wife of sixty years, >seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? > >Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, >landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted, he >could almost taste the cheese scone before it was in his mouth, >seemingly >bringing him back to life. > >The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the nearest scone at >the >edge of the table, when his hand was suddenly smacked with a spatula by >his >wife . . . . . . . > > "Fuck Off!! ",she said, "They're for the funeral" Come on!! Its not bad!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radgina 1 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 >An elderly Irishman lay dying in his bed.> >While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the >aroma of his favourite cheese scones wafting up the stairs. > >He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the >bed.Leaning >against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with >even >greater effort, gripping the railingwith both hands, he crawled >downstairs. > >With laboured breath, he leaned against the doorframe, gazing into the >kitchen.Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself >already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen >table were dozens of his favourite cheese scones. Was it heaven? Or was >it >one final act of heroic love from his devoted Irish wife of sixty years, >seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? > >Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, >landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted, he >could almost taste the cheese scone before it was in his mouth, >seemingly >bringing him back to life. > >The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the nearest scone at >the >edge of the table, when his hand was suddenly smacked with a spatula by >his >wife . . . . . . . > > "Fuck Off!! ",she said, "They're for the funeral" Come on!! Its not bad!! 81574[/snapback] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asprilla 96 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 That's a peach! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest alex Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 West Country humour tbh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zathras 296 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 Where's Lou when you need her? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
adios 717 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 Where's Lou when you need her? 81719[/snapback] Situation has never arisen tbh. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radgina 1 Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest alex Posted January 19, 2006 Share Posted January 19, 2006 Where's Lou when you need her? 81719[/snapback] Situation has never arisen tbh. 81720[/snapback] Ouch! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Toonraider 0 Posted January 19, 2006 Author Share Posted January 19, 2006 West Country humour tbh 81690[/snapback] ooohh arrrrr Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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