End of the year edition
That’s right folks, we’ve had an end of the world Friday Funnies edition which didn’t come true, so anything is possible this time.
I would like to thank all of you who send in material and suggestions – sorry that I don’t always use them, but it’s the thought that counts! So to make amends here’s one which reminded me of Christmas Day, only in my case it was trying to assemble various toys for my rather spoilt young great-niece…
Realising that makes me sound old (and I certainly feel it), I’m glad this doesn’t apply to me:
Here we see Bucko’s missus looking rather apprehensively at his new gaff…
If you have a strange taste in drinks…
…you won’t be needing to knock here, just PUSH!
Once inside, and even if some mean bastard has pinched all the toilet paper…
…don’t think about sneaking out the back door…
There’s probably an angry goose hiding round the corner, anyway.
Now here is one place that would be ideal for a maternity unit:
Talking about the female anatomy, what does this remind you of?
As I’m feeling generous you’re going to get more than usual this time. So in a complete change of subject we move to cars, and the Top Gear team. They entered a BMW in a race, but due to those wonderful people at the Beeb, weren’t allowed to seek sponsorship from any genuine companies. Being resourceful chaps they invented some fictitious ones:
Seems OK, and sounds like a small US company. They put something rather more tasty on the other side:
Still seems legit – what could possibly go wrong?
Meanwhile, poor old Captain Slow was trying to be a good PR man in the pits, but Clarkson just had to spoil things:
He was probably a bit pissed that BBC cutbacks had forced him to travel rather more slowly than usual:
By now you’re doubtless wondering what’s happened to the legendary smut – fear ye not, I haven’t forgotten! Here’s film star Scarlett Johansson working out:
There seems to be something tucked in her bra – what could it be?
I wonder if she can be persuaded to do this?
Right, after that lot I need to be heading home – but I don’t think I’ll be using public transport…
See ya next year!