CoTT 2 House of Cards

[Page Scrawler]

1 hour ago, Timothy M. said:

 

Of course, I'm all for threesomes and foursomes and....  

Don't get me started on threeways.    siiiigh....Those twins sure knew how to have fun.   

 

15 minutes ago, Randy Wade said:

hello all

Hey, Randy, you sexy chef!     

[Thorn Wilde]

18 minutes ago, Randy Wade said:

hello all

Hi, Randy!  

[Caz Pedroso]

On 2/20/2019 at 7:42 PM, Marty said:

Come gather round children and listen while I tell you the tale of my world famous talking cat....

 

The Talking Cat
(A fairy tale by Marty)

Once upon a cold and wintry night in the early hours of the morning, as I was slowly staggering home only about one tenth sober, after what may commonly be known to the drinkers amongst us as a lock-in, I discovered to my chagrin that my house keys were not in my pocket, and that I now seemed to be well and truly locked out (as well as totally locked).

Hoping that I may have forgotten to lock the back door, I staggered round to the back of the house, only to find that I had indeed securely locked and bolted it before I had headed out for my night of sampling the finest wines, ales and spirits at the local watering hole.

Not being what one would exactly call the warmest of nights, the thoughts of sleeping on the doorstep seemed not all that appealing to me. Staggering back to the front of the house, I briefly considered heading across the street and knocking on the door of my neighbour who always held a spare key to my house specially for emergencies like this one. However, when I looked at my watch, I realised that he would not be truly pleased to be woken up and got out of bed by a drunken sot like myself - especially bearing in mind that this was a week night, and he would have to be getting up for work in a few short hours.

Pulling my threadbare jacket around myself, I decided the only course of action was to sit on the front step and hope that, if I actually went to sleep, my neighbour would spot me on his way out to work later, ask me what on earth I was doing, and fetch my spare key across to me so I could finally get in.

After about a half hour of sitting there shivering, and wondering just what in a past life (because it couldn't have been anything I had done in this life, could it?) I had done wrong to deserve this present bad karma, a thought began to slowly take shape in my befuddled brain.

'Maybe I left the key hanging on that piece of string inside the letter box,' I thought. This was a tendency I sometimes had, probably a hang over (I very nearly joined those last two words together) from my days as a latchkey kid, when my mother used to work late, and I would get home from school before her. It would simply be a case of pushing the letter box open, hooking my index finger behind the string that was hanging down inside it and retrieving the key that was tied to the end of the string - the string being long enough for me to reach the keyhole on the outside of the door.

Staggering back to my feet, I pushed the letter box open and peered through it. My heart sank on finding that there was no piece of string hanging there inside.

I was about to sit back down when I noticed, in the dim light of the nightlight that I always left burning when I went out at night (to put off the potential burglars, you understand), Tibbles, my cat, sitting on the banister at the bottom of the stairs in the hallway, looking at me with a confused stare and an amused grin.

I was saved!

"Oi, Tibbles!" I exclaimed. "Open the door."

Tibbles gave me one of his haughty looks and simply said "Me? 'ow?"

 

And that, dear children, was how I discovered that I had a talking cat...

 

Brilliant. Please post it to the stories. People will love it 

[Albert1434]

Aloha Caz 

Spoiler

 

[Caz Pedroso]

5 minutes ago, Albert1434 said:

Aloha Caz 

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Hi Albert   

[Page Scrawler]

2 minutes ago, Caz Pedroso said:

 

Hi Albert   

Hey, Caz.   

[Caz Pedroso]

Evening all  

 

Good grief what a day. A young lady i know suffers from depression and she was having problems with her medication, doctors, and our local mental health centre and of course the local social services. So, i ended up babysitting her three year old. I can't believe how much I’d forgotten how exhausting a three year old could be. My head is splitting, and all i want to do now is go to bed. 

[Caz Pedroso]

Just now, Page Scrawler said:

Hey, Caz.   

 

Hi Page  

[Headstall]

1 hour ago, Albert1434 said:

God I am so glad that I got back to reading Morningstar again

  I am too, buddy.  

[Headstall]

1 hour ago, Thorn Wilde said:

Which country is he in?

He'll be in Cuba tonight.  

[Headstall]

1 hour ago, Randy Wade said:

hello all

Hi, Randy!  

[Headstall]

17 minutes ago, Caz Pedroso said:

Brilliant. Please post it to the stories. People will love it 

Hey, Caz!   I think I'm behind a couple of chapters in your story again.  

[Page Scrawler]

7 minutes ago, Caz Pedroso said:

My head is splitting, and all i want to do now is go to bed. 

Poor Caz.     

[Headstall]

8 minutes ago, Caz Pedroso said:

Evening all  

 

Good grief what a day. A young lady i know suffers from depression and she was having problems with her medication, doctors, and our local mental health centre and of course the local social services. So, i ended up babysitting her three year old. I can't believe how much I’d forgotten how exhausting a three year old could be. My head is splitting, and all i want to do now is go to bed. 

 

[Caz Pedroso]

2 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Hey, Caz!   I think I'm behind a couple of chapters in your story again.  

 

Hi Gary  That's okay. I’ve only just caught up with replys and managed to write myself out of the corner I’d written myself into. No hurry. 

[clochette]

3 hours ago, Headstall said:

My son has left... just me and Cookie for the week...

This is such a beautiful picture Gary! 

At first glance I thought it was a a professional pic or even a painting.

[Headstall]

13 minutes ago, clochette said:

This is such a beautiful picture Gary! 

At first glance I thought it was a a professional pic or even a painting.

My daughter is a graphic designer and professional photographer.   Her photos are amazing. 

[BabyXander1990]

5 hours ago, Marty said:

 

Enjoy!

Thanks we did, but Dennis' mom (who was watching 4 of her grandkids) and Dennis' other sister (with her 2) joined us...Dennis mom (or as call her my m-i-l) said that I'm a great mom to Ash and Jordan. She hates Dennis' ex

 

[BabyXander1990]

7 hours ago, Kitt said:

 

Now now, we all know behaving can go either way, behaving well or behaving badly.  We just think behaving "badly" is way more fun!

 

Behaving badly is much better.... 

[BabyXander1990]

5 hours ago, Thorn Wilde said:

Hi, Kitt!  

 

Hi, Albert!  Not too cold today, but it snowed overnight...

 

Hi, Marty!  

 

It didn't snow here...It beached here...

Edited February 21, 2019 by BabyXander1990

[BabyXander1990]

5 hours ago, Thorn Wilde said:

Morning, Gary!  

 

The bully part I think is acting for reality TV... when you see him just being a TV chef and cooking scrambled eggs, or coaching kids on MasterChef Junior he seems like the chillest bro. A bit manic, admittedly. I’ll bet he’s bipolar like me.

 

In other news, I just got myself a new sauté pan, from the Jamie Oliver Tefal collection. Since my flatmate is moving out I’ll be pan-less in a couple of days.... but no more!  

Why do the English call an apartment a flat??

[Albert1434]

Just now, BabyXander1990 said:

Why do the English call an apartment a flat??

We have Flats here as well a flat is the whole floor 

[Albert1434]

A apartment is only a part of one  and smaller then a Flat

Edited February 21, 2019 by Albert1434

[BabyXander1990]

5 hours ago, clochette said:

Cause your a dad

 

 

I'm a 'mom' and I worry, too. Part of Parenting...and I also worry about Dennis' sister. She's going to the cancer center tomorrow....  

[BabyXander1990]

5 hours ago, Bucket1 said:

Hello young Albert

 

i cant see you over all that snow

 

Hi Bucket