Head up Joe. It’s not easy sometimes
Chin up old pal.
Live just a struggle these days hate to see morning
Keep her lit Joe. Things are never as bad as they seem
Don’t say that joe. Always remember there’s somebody to talk when your feeing low.
You should get help Joe. You shouldn’t try to navigate this alone.
Choppy uncharted water no life jacket
How bad you have it you chancer. Shur’ there’s lads up and at it here on the forum from about 4am. You should get into the Ravenous thread and start with frying an egg. Now how hard can that be Joe. You might wrestle the King of the Egg mantle from @Tassotti before Christmas.
“I cry when I have no shoes but I stop crying when I saw a man with no legs” - William Shakespears
Join the club bud. Tis like being on a bike a long way from home. You’ve just got to point the handlebars in the right direction and keep peddling and eventually you’ll get there.
I would have agreed with you months ago
Might as well have no legs
Would you believe I’m only home from visiting a friend of mine who’s had his leg amputated above the knee a month ago and he’s 81. He’s not overly chirpy about it but having reared 4 headstrong children, lost jobs, survived countless recessions, had a fierce fondness for punting and pinting, was threatened by baififfs numerous times, buried a young wife his query today was along the lines of “we’re at the airport , how long I wonder till the flight”
Chin up Joe. You haven’t died a winter yet…
What would it take to make you happy Joe? Would you like to hear about the time a Staffordshire Bull terrier took one of my testicles?
Yes.
I am Joe_Player. I am depressed. Yes, tell me that story.
I don’t know if I can trust you to be sensitive and discreet. Joe
PM me.
It’s OK. I was visiting a mate in colorado - he married an American woman who came complete with a beautiful old house in a nice part of town.
On the night I arrived he decided a barbecue was in order. Friends, neighbours, family etc. His brother-in-law had just taken the dog from the shelter. Very placid, used to children, nothing to worry about… until he got a smell of the barbecue. The thing went for my plate first. I’m well used to dogs but this thing was unbiddable. I probably shouldn’t have tried putting manners on the brute. Can’t afford to make the same mistake again!!
Prairie oysters are still on my bucket list.
Yup. Does that cheer you up?