Apparently Lent starts on Wednesday, and traditionally folk were expected to give up something for Lent. OK, here's my suggestion of a good thing to give up: Going to church Any other ideas?
I'm going to give up not smoking and blow smoke in every pretentious twats face and then punch the fekkers :Cigar::Bucktooth: :Finger:
giving up lending expensive tools. I've lent more shit out over the years than any frigging christian.
I suggest we lend Lent to all those overseas countries we give aid to, and see how much they lend us back in profit. I.e see how much they have Leant on our oversea aid.
For Lent I will be giving up buying bits for the bike. My wife would like Lent to be extended but what about the delivery drivers they have rights as well. Regards Steve
An Irishman moves into a tiny hamlet in County Kerry, walks into the pub and promptly orders three beers. The bartender raises his eyebrows, but serves the man three beers, which he drinks quietly at a table, alone. An hour later, the man has finished the three beers and orders three more. This happens yet again. The next evening the man again orders and drinks three beers at a time, several times. Soon the entire town is whispering about the Man Who Orders Three Beers. Finally, a week later, the bartender broaches the subject on behalf of the town. "I don't mean to pry, but folks around here are wondering why you always order three beers?" 'Tis odd, isn't it?" the man replies, "You see, I have two brothers, and one went to America, and the other to Australia. We promised each other that we would always order an extra two beers whenever we drank as a way of keeping up the family bond." The bartender and the whole town was pleased with this answer, and soon the Man Who Orders Three Beers became a local celebrity and source of pride to the hamlet, even to the extent that out-of-towners would come to watch him drink. Then, one day, the man comes in and orders only two beers. The bartender pours them with a heavy heart. This continues for the rest of the evening - he orders only two beers. The word flies around town. Prayers are offered for the soul of one of the brothers. The next day, the bartender says to the man, "Folks around here, me first of all, want to offer condolences to you for the death of your brother. You know-the two beers and all..." The man ponders this for a moment, then replies, "You'll be happy to hear that my two brothers are alive and well... It's just that I, myself, have decided to give up drinking for Lent."
