Fukushima disaster is 'nuclear war without a war'
God help us all, this will only get worse as time goes on.
Australian/International Psychic Association's (APA/IPA) Psychic of the year 2013 (ACT) Awarded 5 Star rating in the USA 2015
Wednesday, 23 May 2012
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Sunday, 20 May 2012
Billy Connolly | Live In London 2010 | Posh Sat Nav
So true to life, lol. GPS are more trouble than they are worth at times. been sent on a wild goose chase myself with them. Even when you know where you are going, the rotten thing will try to send you off in the wrong direction.
Saturday, 19 May 2012
The Saturday Soul & Mind Festival 28 July 2012, Canberra
Please put this date in your diaries Saturday, 28th July 2012
This is for a good cause, Camp Quality, for children living with Cancer. I have been invited to read at this event along with other readers, healers and stall holders. Lets hope that we have a good turn out to help these children.
Saturday, 12 May 2012
The Gay Flight Attendant
My flight was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served us food and drinks..
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that
'Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.'
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle.
'Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground.'
She calmly turned her head and said, 'In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one.'
To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat,
'Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray-up, Bitch!'
As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and told us that
'Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super.'
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed this well-dressed and rather Arabic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle.
'Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines but I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground.'
She calmly turned her head and said, 'In my country, I am called a Princess and I take orders from no one.'
To which (I swear) the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat,
'Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country I'm called a Queen, so I outrank you. Tray-up, Bitch!'
Monday, 7 May 2012
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