Size 6. Right - that'll be why so many women wear jeans that don't fit.

Of vital importance is whether you have perfect pitch, which is defined as the ability to get a ukulele into a skip in one throw.

I remember going through these with the kids when we first saw them. We each had our favourite, but most of all we wanted ours to be as weird and whacky. Less easy in Britain where we're often a bit short of space, but I'd love to see a bit of freedom to play like this.

I love M*A*S*H - my wife and I worked our way through the whole set a while ago.
If you ever decide you can't do without it, make sure you get the deluxe edition which gives the option of turning off the laughter track. Without, it's really funny. With, it's awful.

Next time, would you mind awfully titling that "Cow pumps water herself". Pumping her own water is a bit..er...well let's just say I'm unsewer.

Best of luck to him. Must say those control-surfaces are very large and have no aerodynamic balance, which is going to make them very heavy to operate.
Probably wouldn't have gone with a Beetle engine, either - they're heavy for the power - a motorbike engine would have produced much more power for half the weight.

A good sprinkling of salt would have made it more realistic still.

I'd be worried about the bike decelerating slightly before me with groinal consequences of the ouchy kind.

Impressive, but hard to invite indoors for tea.

I'd be worried if anyone got any of them wrong.

I've seen this a few times - but it took me a few goes to realise it's the driver getting out, not the passenger.
It's a British thing.

No exogorth?
Or is it perhaps lurking...

I've never thought our cats love us. We're just staff.
In Claud's case we're just staff, there to supply him with ribs.