The micro-brewery pub, @ the ♥ of the fictitional village of Little Sniffy, where beer is served straight from barrels on the bar:
The Whole Hog (Abv 9%)
Silk Purse (Abv 4.5%)
Pig’s Tale (Abv 4.25%)
Oink! (Abv 3.52%)
Trotters (Abv 3.1415926%)
1. Late arrivals to the Christmas tableaux…
Mr. and Mrs. Thyme
and their son, Justin.
Excellent start, Angela!
Don’t think I can compete with 3 – he’s too good at these!
The beautiful , Belle Zahringin, with her friend, Carol Ling
Mr. & Mrs. Liam, and their daughter Beth.
Mr. & Mrs. TultownofBethlehem and their son, Oli.
Mr. and Mrs. Ulledinamangermeanly and their son, Craig.
Mr. & Mrs. ToBethlehemtoseetheSonofMary and their son, Harry
And Please welcome:
Mr. and Mrs. AreBothFullGrown, and their daughters, Holly, Ivy and Wendy.
2. Guess the weight… What was Jesus’ midnight mass?
3. The Bible tells us Joe was a carpenter. Given that Jesus wasn’t his son, what had he made?
You’d’ve thought he’d’ve knocked up a crib, even if he hadn’t knocked up his girlfriend!
4. History records and names of the magi as Gaspar, Melchior and Balthazar. Which shepherds went to the party?
and their daughter, Ima
5. Joseph phoned for pizza delivery. What did he order?
Cheating here – – –
Deep and crisp and even
It was for Cheesus 😉
6. What route did the magi take?
7. Define some Christmas words.
Murrh – The sound heard having had too much Eggnog
I like that!
Stable – Cattle training
Hosannas – Those angels aren’t quite as innocent as we were led to believe.
Innkeeper – a fielding position in cricket.
8. In the beginning was the word and the word was…?
Sorry – but this reminds me of a joke – do I get a point for a joke?
Let’s have it!
What do you get if you cross an insomniac with an agnostic and a dyslexic?
Someone who lies awake all night wondering if there really is a dog.
Hehehehe very good!
9. What alternative film titles have you seen this Christmas?
The Queen’s Peach.
I’m singing in the raindeer.
And finally the Edward Lear limerick question:
When Herod heard Jesus was born…
When Herod heard Jesus was born
He treated the news with such scorn:
He held wild parties
He bathed in blue Smarties
And he ended up bonking a Faun.
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