I thank you from the bottom of Judi’s boobs…
Wait…
Think I got a little confuzzled there… :-P
LMAO!! Behold the power of Judi’s boobs!!
*giggles* I should go to bed - I can hardly see straight for yawning-and-watering-eyes, and I’m dizzy with exhaustion and pain… But yeah, Judi’s boobs are pretty damned awesome!
Random but not so random question resulting from a Twitter conversation with a fellow Denchnut (sorry, I don’t like being called a Dencher - *shrugs*)…
By some miracle, you get to spend TWENTY-FOUR hours with Dame Judi!! So… what, besides the obvious answer we’re all thinking, would you do?
Me?…
(Why don’t you like being called a Dencher? Just asking out of curiosity…)
Apart from the absolutely obvious, I’d like to go for a long walk in the country and have a picnic with her, where we’d talk about anything and nothing, then after an early dinner, go to a concert or to the theatre with her…
I hear “Dencher” and I think false teeth…
A long walk in the country sounds delightful.
ROFL Oh gods - I never once thought of “Dencher” sounding like “denture” - I suppose because I only ever write it, rather than actually saying it… (So glad I’m not drinking that peppermint tea I was about to pick up, ‘cos I’d have snorted it instead!)
Of course, the walk would be at a snail’s pace, given my dodgy knee… Maybe instead I’ll ask her to hire an Aston Martin so she can take me on a drive…:-P
I have to say I have the same problem with Denchers as Tay! I just see teeth all the time. But I’m not put off so much.
Good idea with the Aston Martin. I did think I’d like to take her for a nice drive.
Unfortunately my dodgy knee means that even if I had a driver’s licence, I still couldn’t drive her so she’d have to drive me - or, we could get a nice chauffeur driven limo - though I’ve a feeling Judi driving would be vastly more fun! :D
Alas I believe she can’t due to her eyes. Aren’t you a pair…
Oh we ARE a pair - will there be clowns, d’you think? *starts singing-along-with-Judi: Send in the Clowns
Random but not so random question resulting from a Twitter conversation with a fellow Denchnut (sorry, I don’t like being called a Dencher - *shrugs*)…
By some miracle, you get to spend TWENTY-FOUR hours with Dame Judi!! So… what, besides the obvious answer we’re all thinking, would you do?
Me?…
(Why don’t you like being called a Dencher? Just asking out of curiosity…)
Apart from the absolutely obvious, I’d like to go for a long walk in the country and have a picnic with her, where we’d talk about anything and nothing, then after an early dinner, go to a concert or to the theatre with her…
I hear “Dencher” and I think false teeth…
A long walk in the country sounds delightful.
ROFL Oh gods - I never once thought of “Dencher” sounding like “denture” - I suppose because I only ever write it, rather than actually saying it… (So glad I’m not drinking that peppermint tea I was about to pick up, ‘cos I’d have snorted it instead!)
Of course, the walk would be at a snail’s pace, given my dodgy knee… Maybe instead I’ll ask her to hire an Aston Martin so she can take me on a drive…:-P
I have to say I have the same problem with Denchers as Tay! I just see teeth all the time. But I’m not put off so much.
Good idea with the Aston Martin. I did think I’d like to take her for a nice drive.
Unfortunately my dodgy knee means that even if I had a driver’s licence, I still couldn’t drive her so she’d have to drive me - or, we could get a nice chauffeur driven limo - though I’ve a feeling Judi driving would be vastly more fun! :D
Fellow Dench Fans, this is an appeal to save my sanity. Tomorrow (Thursday) I will be working a 10 hours shift as we have late closing on a Thursday night. Therefore, I am begging you to post plenty of Judilicious pornpics for me to peruse during the afternoon and early evening.
I’ll be taking my shiny new (free!!!) Samsung Note tablet with me, so I will be able to ogle between serving customers - or, you know, if no one comes in during that extra hour (we rarely get many folks after 5pm, never mind after 6pm!), INSTEAD of serving customers…
And if anyone feels inclined to post Judi-centric fic tomorrow, I will forever be in your debt…
Thanks in anticipatory excitement…
Random but not so random question resulting from a Twitter conversation with a fellow Denchnut (sorry, I don’t like being called a Dencher - *shrugs*)…
By some miracle, you get to spend TWENTY-FOUR hours with Dame Judi!! So… what, besides the obvious answer we’re all thinking, would you do?
Me?…
(Why don’t you like being called a Dencher? Just asking out of curiosity…)
Apart from the absolutely obvious, I’d like to go for a long walk in the country and have a picnic with her, where we’d talk about anything and nothing, then after an early dinner, go to a concert or to the theatre with her…
I hear “Dencher” and I think false teeth…
A long walk in the country sounds delightful.
ROFL Oh gods - I never once thought of “Dencher” sounding like “denture” - I suppose because I only ever write it, rather than actually saying it… (So glad I’m not drinking that peppermint tea I was about to pick up, ‘cos I’d have snorted it instead!)
Of course, the walk would be at a snail’s pace, given my dodgy knee… Maybe instead I’ll ask her to hire an Aston Martin so she can take me on a drive…:-P
Random but not so random question resulting from a Twitter conversation with a fellow Denchnut (sorry, I don’t like being called a Dencher - *shrugs*)…
By some miracle, you get to spend TWENTY-FOUR hours with Dame Judi!! So… what, besides the obvious answer we’re all thinking, would you do?
Me?…
(Why don’t you like being called a Dencher? Just asking out of curiosity…)
Apart from the absolutely obvious, I’d like to go for a long walk in the country and have a picnic with her, where we’d talk about anything and nothing, then after an early dinner, go to a concert or to the theatre with her…
Penny and Stephen are staying overnight on their return from their holiday in Spain, which results in Jean and Lionel doubling up in Judy’s single bed (while Judy shares with Sandy). Needless to say Jean and Lionel are not terribly comfortable, squished together in a too small bed…
I confess it always intrgues me that they mostly lie with their backs to each other - I can never work out why they don’t switch sides of the bed so they lie facing each other instead.
(ATGB: 8:04)
‘Christ I Miss The Cold War’
Yeah I’m reblogging myself.
She’s wearing the suit of you know you’d hit it and doing the walk of immense fuckability.
How could I not be in the mood to see this again?
And talking the ‘Your bullshit does not amuse me’ talk, with a special emphasis on ‘Shut the fuck up and let me do my damn job, moron’…
wait you mean you don’t use the word ‘fortnight’ in america???
Wait what? Then what do they use?
they don’t have a word
what do you mean they don’t have a word what kind of uncivilised people are they??
the fuck is a fortnight
It’s a word for ‘two weeks’
wait, what???? This confuses me. FORTNIGHT = Fourteen Nights. IT’S AN OBVIOUS TERM HOW IS IT NOT GLOBALLY USED???
I keep trying to bring back ‘se’enight’ - a word that was popular in Jane Austen’s day which means a week (it’s a contraction of ‘seven night’)… Anyone want to help me to revive it?
