Wednesday comes after Tuesday.
Usually anyway.
Which means these pictures must have been taken on Wednesday.
Not this Wednesday,nor last Wednesday.
These pictures were taken on another Wednesday entirely.
At least we think they were.
They don't have cars like this in the park on Tuesdays.
We have never seen a car like this in the park on a Thursday either.
We have never seen the Lake Ness Monster on a Friday.
Taffy has never been known to swim on a Saturday.Come to think of it,Taffy has never been known to swim.
Diesel and Jake never play rugby on The Lord's day.
It is entirely unheard of for Diesel to take a penalty kick on a Sunday.
He obviously missed that one.
He always misses on Wednesdays.
A naked welsh streaker interrupted play.
That rules out Monday.
A Pomeranian girl stripped off in the stands.It must be Wednesday.
A couple of girls joined the boys in the bath after the game.
But they were both dogs.Taffy demonstrated the art of not swimming.
He still got wet though.
The boys had a few drinks in a rock club after the game.Diesel and Jake were headbanging to AC:DC.
Then the moshing started.
The boys jumped around to House of Pain.
Before long Jake was legless.
He needed somebody to lean on.
The youngsters can't hold their ale like Dylan.
They've not got his balls.
Diesel looked the worse for wear.
Dylan was still trying his best to impress the ladies.
The doormen soon told them to go home.
Diesel couldn't remember where home was.
He spent ages waiting for a taxi.Then decided to walk.
Diesel tried to chat up some pussy he met in the street.
But the cat got his tongue. 
2 comments:
Diesel! Darling Diesel! You are back - oh we are sooo excited - we have missed you such a lot.Where have you been? In prison perhaps? or maybe hospital? Yes that's probably it - and would explain why you seem a wee bit demented. And disorientated. We could have told you that all that head banging would end in tears. Anyway who cares what day of the week it is. We don't. And we are hoping like MAD that you manage to remember to update your blog like you used to. Oh and ps mum says she misses your boss on the discussion group ;>)From your adoring fans the redgirls (who could not but help notice by the way that Dylan too is as devilishly handsome as ever)
Hello Ladies,
prison?
Moi?
One has lawyers to deal with such trifles.
Failing that,I personally recommend growing a rather large moustache.
After all,it worked for Lord Lucan.
I have had my man update my blog.
Apparently there are several hundred gigabytes (whatever they are) of pictures to go on it.
My boss (he likes to think he is above his station but I humour him)says that might take a while to put online.
One just can't find the staff these days.
He shall also be instructed to write on the discussion forum.
Apparently a dog of my aquaintance,named Scout,is having the same sort of problems with his man that I had with mine.
I really must get together with him sometime to discuss the matter.
There is,I am afraid,some rather bad news about Dylan,he and Jake have been missing for a little while now.
Nobody has seen them but all ports have been alerted.
Diesel.
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