DemurePrincess
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You what? I’m surprised you weren't jumped by the hairless cats that frequent the ValI went shirtless in Fortitude Valley once. The RSPCA said there was a rabid mutt on the loose.
They did have a point.
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You what? I’m surprised you weren't jumped by the hairless cats that frequent the ValI went shirtless in Fortitude Valley once. The RSPCA said there was a rabid mutt on the loose.
They did have a point.
You what? I’m surprised you weren't jumped by the hairless cats that frequent the Val
You what? I’m surprised you weren't jumped by the hairless cats that frequent the Val
Reminds me of the florist that had 2 messages to deliver - one to a funeral parlour, and the other to a bank that was moving to a new building. Unfortunately the poor girl got the two mixed up:I was reminiscing with one of my sisters on the phone last night about our maternal grandfather and his passing back in August '98 and the funeral we all attended. The funeral was held in the town he grew up in, Fayetteville AR. My vehicle at the time was in disrepair so I ended up flying to the funeral via American Airlines, which required a change of planes at DFW to a single aisle puddle jumper to Fayetteville, then rented a car and so forth. The flight was slightly delayed, so I was running late and ended up heading to the funeral home in my rental car straight from the airport. I arrived in time to see my Grandmother arguing with the funeral director, and she was very upset.
My Grandfather and another man in the community had died on the same day. Both of their wives had dropped off the suits that they wished their husbands to be buried in. Unfortunately, the funeral director mixed up which suit belonged to who and mistakenly dressed old Grandad in the wrong suit before the viewings. My Grandfather was supposed to be in a black suit, and the other man in a blue suit. When my Grandmother noticed this at the wake, she got very upset and this took place just as I was arriving.
The funeral director assured her, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
The next morning at the funeral at the country church, my Grandmother was relieved to see that the issue was resolved. My Grandfather was now in his proper suit.
The funeral director was at the church to make sure things went smoothly. My grandmother asked, “How did you fix it so quickly?”
The funeral director replied, “Oh, it was easy. I just swapped their heads!”
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Braklet I didn't make it inside the Bridge of Sighs but as we left Venice this morning on the the water taxi and the view of the main canal was disappearing I thought of you as I gave a final sigh of not seeing it again!
Stunning photos. Very appreciated Ding!