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I found it humorous, LJ.Lord Jim wrote:You're not going to spore any points with that one...
I live in a development on top of one of Kennett Township's highest hills. The area is mostly residential and very few mushroom farms are close by. Only when the weather is at its hottest and most humid do I get even a hint of "mushroom soil." On average warmer days when I leave my humble abode and drive into the "valley" I have a 50/50 chance of an olfactory assault. I have to go more toward New Garden -- three or four miles west -- to really enjoy the deep, pungent, aroma of mushroom country. BTW -- it can get pretty ripe.Burning Petard wrote:Alas, Ray, I agree you have probably heard them all, but has your nose grown ordure blind from the wonderful atmosphere produced by the great gardening compost shipped to Northern Delaware?
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MajGenl.Meade wrote:March 16, 1960
Oh, my old man's a dustman
He wears a dustman's hat
He wears cor blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
I say, I say, I say (What you again)
My dustbin's absolutely full of toadstools
(How do you know it's full?)
'Cos there's not mush room inside
Well, without a doubt, that is one of the worst pun stories I have ever heard.MGMcAnick wrote:... The policeman replied, "For transporting young gulls across sedate lions for immortal porpoises."
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!RayThom wrote:Well, without a doubt, that is one of the worst pun stories I have ever heard.MGMcAnick wrote:... The policeman replied, "For transporting young gulls across sedate lions for immortal porpoises."