Are we in the End Times?

[Jim Lahey]

Larry will be so jealous of that he will explode with more police threats!

[Jovial Monk]

Do the ants foretell anything, Booby?

[Jovial Monk]

Larry will be so jealous of that he will explode with more police threats!

Yeah. Poor old fat Larry, living alone in his Housing Commission flat. Closest he gets to kids, vege patch is to lie about them. The only company he gets are nurses and domicillary care workers making sure he gets a shower or two each week etc. Strong stomachs these nurses etc. Imagine how Fatso’s flat looks and stinks with fatso on the computer 18 hours a day.

[Jim Lahey]

Where is It is the blight, maybe he can enlighten Bobby?

[Bobby]

I am 74, who the hell expects anyone to have a job at that age?

I admit to no kids so I do not have to bullshit all over every forum about non-existent kids, like Fatso has to. Fatso probably lied about his Mum’s age at death to cover up Fatso’s lies about his age. Charming!

Looking forward to buying a house in Tassy, settling in. Should be able to buy this cottage and when my block of land sells—extend the sunroom into a proper conservatory.

Already fruit trees there, will add mine. Hmmmm peaches, cherries, nectarines plus apples and pears to eat and to preserve. Keep chooks and ducks, sell eggs (incl fertile ones for real $$$) and make cider and perry—learning new techniques etc. Nice big bit of land attached to the house so vege and herb patches as well. And grow rapberries, blue berries and strawberries as well. Make bread (sourdough) fermented veges—sauerkraut, kimchi etc and yoghurt—a corner of the conservatory set aside for fermenting these foods.

Get a greenhouse built—quince trees, black muscat vines, pomegranate and start veges in there—lots of room for all that!

Two bedrooms, one mine the other library/study as well as bedroom

Be plenty visitors from SA, lots friends etc. There will be fishing, grey nomading, hiking etc. Will be busy!

When I die I will at least know my estate will benefit the person in my life who will need it the most.

Monk,
why don't you buy in a warmer place?
How about somewhere near the Gold Coast?
You're too old to be near Antarctic winds.
You could grow things like pineapples and avocados there.

[Jovial Monk]

Why doin’t you drop dead, poofter?

[lisa jones]

I am 74, who the hell expects anyone to have a job at that age?

Well Monk....so you've spent all Saturday trolling and flaming once again. How consistent of you.

Anyway....my dad and mum would have been 71 and 72 this year respectively. That means you're older than both my parents.

My uncles who are around your age are still working.

You've been bludging since 2010 which is when we Yahooites turned up at OzPol and PA.

So for 12 years now (or more) you've been bludging off the public purse AND cyber trolling across forums non stop.

You've contributed SFA to those around you except cause nothing but mayhem. You're still at it. This is what comes of unhinged mentally ill selfish recluse incels like yourself.

The good news (for you) is this: hubby and I and the kids are trying to organise a holiday down your way (we want to see the Barossa).

I'm more than happy to meet up for lunch or dinner. Somewhere nice. Many years ago when I was a HR Manager I was flown to our Adelaide office and their branch manager there and his staff took me out to dinner. The place was one absolutely magical experience. Let me see what I can recall. It was structured like a nautical ship inside do you felt like you had come on board a vessel. After a certain time the manager told me to look up at the ceiling. So of course I did thinking I was directed to look at some fancy lights. Not so. The entire roof opened up left and right at to reveal the most beautiful night sky totally FULL of stars. The seafood was unbelievably awesome as was the wine.

I'll never forget that place. I'm pretty sure Italians and/or Greeks owned it back then because I recall speaking both those languages to the various waiters who were serving us.

IF that place is STILL around...I'd love to meet up there.

You will finally meet me Lisa (or Lis as I'm usually referred to) a European woman with long jet black hair (down past my waist these days and tied up in a pony tail) who speaks 3 languages (Greek, English and Italian <-- in that order) and you will also finally meet my lovely husband who is actually very intelligent but more left leaning than me. He is also still agnostic .

Oh and you and my husband can go for broke talking about dinosaurs being/not being birds.

So if I were you I'd shave and get a decent hair cut and some new clothes.

After that meeting ... your guilty conscience MAY motivate you to come online and apologise for posting such vile crap about me and my husband and kids. I'm not sure with you though Monk....your conscience (along with your short term memory) may well be totally gone.

[Jovial Monk]

Not really.

Cooked breakfast, ate breakfast, washed, dried and put away the dishes.

I have hung out two loads of washing

Swept and mopped the kitchen then toilet floor

Posted a couple photos to show that then went and did something else most of the afternoon, Fatso!

[lisa jones]

Why doin’t you drop dead, poofter?

Monk .... your sentence structure once again suggests you're drunk again.

Dear Lord! Your post history is a sight for sore eyes! It's malicious and full of pure and utter abuse and hate.

[Jovial Monk]

You just showed that you are still stupid, Fatso!