A Bit of Silliness - inspired by Stupot's Bad Guts poem

[*Lorraine*]

Euphemisms

‘I’m afraid I’m Uncle Bill’
(I’m not well, I’m feeling ill)
‘I’m a little Uncle Dick’
(Pass the bucket, I feel sick)
‘Visiting my Uncle Ned’
(Day off work to stay in bed)
‘Happy to see Uncle Paul’
(I’m not dying after all!)

[N.Mott]

Lol! Lorraine, 

This would make a good game at the coffee shop.

- Naomi

[Uncle Bill]

Lorraine,

‘I’m afraid I’m Uncle Bill’


Uh, uh.  Uncle Bill's already taken.  You'll have to be somebody else.

Uncle Bill

[Stupot]

Haha, get well soon Bill.

How about
I'm rather Aunty Heather
(under the weather)

[*Lorraine*]

Just realised you are using the JCC quote as your tagline Stupot - nice one.  Don't know if you've heard him read his poetry but he has perfected a wonderfully monotone Salford drone.

Apologies to the real Uncle Bill - and to any other real Uncles out there.   

[N.Mott]

Apologies to those concerned, but couldn't resist:

It's Aunty Astra and Uncle Stu,
(Just popped in to use the loo.)


- Naomi 

[*Lorraine*]

Yet more apologies...

Mrs Mott, or Naomi
(Sitting down to have a pee)

 

[Stupot]

Saying hello to Aunty Norma
(feeling the effects of dodgy Korma)

[*Lorraine*]

Saying hello to Aunty Norma
(feeling the effects of dodgy Korma)

LOL!!! 

[N.Mott]

I applaud your attempts to make me rhyme
Tho' I don't know where you find the time.
If it was left up to me
I wouldn't get beyond a P.


 
- Naomi
(ps, Stu am I going to be the butt of all your jokes ( )

[sugy]

Hi Lorraine, nice one there. The others have proved it can be a nice game. C'mon, move it to the coffee shop. Everyone is turning poetic...Lorraine, you seem to bring out the best in us. 

Sugy

[*Lorraine*]

Cheers Sugy.  This poetry stuff is new to me too but I'm having fun with it.

Will try to think up something specially for the Coffee Shop.