mrbooks’s Comments (group member since Mar 19, 2014)

mrbooks’s comments from the Net Work Book Club group.

oooh howl, like in the howling a wonderful werewolf movie, OK not so wonderful, but it was a good a very good B movie.

No a book can't as it stands a book has a binding which is a form of hinge.

Mine has to be from a book, but not just any book. "a box with out hinges key or lid yet golden treasure inside is hid".

I'm glad you asked as I was to embarrassed to ask and to lazy to look it up.

The answer to today's favourite phrase "hell yes and keep them coming."

Mrbooks: The chicken was to chicken to cross the road.

the Captain slog was him trying to get the script with out laughing

The way these jokes are hatching we will soon be over run

Just remember Groovy birds of a feather flock together, and you can tell me to flock off all you like as I am an old buzzard.

Our jokes are fluid and ever evolving what they are evolving into I'm not so clear on but don't duck out now or we will get fowled up.

I see the birds of pry are out I'm buzzerding off.

It was better to see the view at night otherwise you would never have paid attention to the view in front for fear of the drop behind.

Maybe they did and got confused with what they read and what the saw. To be honest I don't think I have ever seen stairs like those at Tintagel.

Oh so cynical groovy.

There is one I saw when I was in Cornwall and visiting Tintagel. "Tintagel ruins and the Path to heaven" I saw the ruins and yes if your not careful you will end up in heaven. I don't see how they did it way back when in full armor, it nearly killed me going up all those stairs in just my cloths. And they never had any railings to hold on to. I wonder how many actually found the path to heaven.

He was terrified of getting stuffed

Ori, you are lucky someone tattooed it on mine when I wasn't looking and it will never go away.

I hear you though I do hate it when they say they will call and never do. Just a simple thing to call and say hi I don't need your help anymore but I appreciate your willingness to help.

Oh are we talking Turkey now? What do you call a Turkey that escapes thanksgiving ? Christmas dinner.

I like sharing with others, be it words or deeds. When a friend has a need I try to help when a child is hungry I will try to feed it. Where there is pain I try to heal it where there grief I try to relieve it. Where there is want I try to fill it and where there is hate I will always fight it.

Then you have the sane man who is crazy or is it the crazy man who is sane. I went to the hospital to be committed I told them I was crazy. I was informed that if I knew I was crazy then I was sane enough not to be committed, I told them I was sane, they told my I was so crazy they couldn't commit me as I would upset the not so crazy people there.

I write but have not published any, unless you count the hospice pamphlet I have put several poems in.

The wind blows through me around me embracing me it teases me excites me and hold me. It rattles my bones and shivers my skin shakes my hair. In winter it freezes me in spring it caresses me with it's warmth. In the summer it bakes me in the autumn it dries my out and makes my hair fall.